Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
8 w2 A$ C+ ]" S+ HPINK LYRICS

" W# r6 ^6 s4 x$ p"Dear Mr. President"
/ L3 Q8 h, M1 P( z5 P4 V6 n$ [(feat. Indigo Girls)

Dear Mr. President,
; @* h+ S- |0 }Come take a walk with me.
) g7 [2 o* O1 E4 I. V. oLet's pretend we're just two people and
2 W. M& {" R2 U9 |You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
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8 p: R2 I4 V& ^3 F& YWhat do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
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, a5 I' k) z; U* ~  s. c# A: tDear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
" X* l7 t' X5 |9 \& u) G9 {No child is left behind?
# y1 @: ~8 K- G, h; @+ g  V, p; VWe're not dumb and we're not blind.
  ?. G2 H6 U, k% V' q9 ]+ eThey're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.
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# l" [8 ?1 z+ W  RWhat kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
) y% h4 V6 t1 r8 H; E3 D2 y+ kAnd what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
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/ V! k7 J. x" R& [3 B8 h4 uHow do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
+ K# Z! R; p8 E. Q8 l& qHow do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
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Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
- D% \6 K. N5 c4 N9 aBuilding a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
3 B" r) Q, \) @- ]Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
9 u) s% Q& B$ YOh
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$ {1 u* y: D5 X) L% x7 ]How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
& L5 H& \7 O$ q# C& {You'd never take a walk with me.
# _7 U) ~9 D$ J5 v" r# A& L! ]Would you?

[ 本帖最后由 celinedeng 于 2007-7-7 21:03 编辑 ]

alicia_83

The singer is so cool!
A thoughtful song~~~

goldfish

nothing is absolutely right or wrong,especially on politics.

bobic_wang

it is really a moving song,
  V6 p7 v6 V' T0 Q8 o$支持$ $支持$ $支持$

fcyfcy1

impressive... i heard the song several times in last week... but never paid attention to the lyrics...
% A' _1 p7 f% @3 S+ f5 `$ tIn fact it's quite good$送花$

goldfish

They dance alone ---Sting
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" E7 R# p! u! @( g- K7 GWhy are there women here dancing on their own?
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is that they dispise
0 i2 W3 {, y& U* q& Z  SThey're dancing with the missing
, q* ?5 D) C' b% v. v+ pThey're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
% l" s  V1 x* c- [8 y3 l' pThey're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone

7 r% L& o. a& B2 v. K4 o  EIt's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
If they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
8 `+ R& f1 t  {3 sAnother woman on a torture table what else can they do
  O7 l# S8 m  M0 H/ y2 U# |They're dancing with the missing
! H. Y  C% I% Z( k7 M! vThey're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
6 B: \2 |" v; G2 i8 ?Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
- e' s/ k4 B) i2 gThey're dancing with their sons
" t0 Y+ I8 m, @+ }They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone

8 ~3 o5 S5 }- e+ ]One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance

* x" l! d8 u" SEllas danzan con los desaparecidos
3 ^+ j$ \5 q- [' q1 {5 \. YEllas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
5 V% C5 L& _6 m/ Y' r9 O* eDanzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas

Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
% ]4 _% r" G) e, l6 Y: `It's foreign money that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
. |8 H5 t! g) _9 XNo budget for your guns
/ J+ P0 X# ]3 ]Can you think of your own mother
: t6 g6 y) S2 R7 t4 l! ^% LDancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
) y# }0 i3 u; h: a0 _( U, \They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
# @/ W4 }8 \6 Z8 V3 ZThey're anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
( z% ?( S4 X" n  M7 T5 _They dance alone

goldfish

Those two songs go the same way, unlike our singers, foreign singers, however, are singing not only on romance,but on many serious topics like  politics and  enviroment.
seems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!