Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
PINK LYRICS

"Dear Mr. President"
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Dear Mr. President,
/ B  E$ t% t( X7 O! ]% _, ACome take a walk with me.
5 Q7 h! l+ H9 n% C. pLet's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
( J9 N$ F- J0 m1 j/ l$ @1 SI'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
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What do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
$ a. i" v+ s0 I+ }Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
6 [7 u4 n* n& r8 d) k* ]7 \' FWhat do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

' R$ g' t) ^5 _" i: [' o1 THow do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
, s8 A) y1 Q3 r# eHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
/ M3 k7 R( @5 ~" o6 v( BHow do you walk with your head held high?
, n6 h/ S# S' z; h$ _- |Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
4 t8 q) H! n2 g; k- t" oWere you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
$ ~) B9 S5 Z. B+ s; B( e  C$ q. G) |How can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
5 i9 `! v4 f9 K6 E0 W' }& iWhile you pave the road to hell.

7 q# A$ K5 h5 A; f- R- E; XWhat kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
3 z1 L5 b4 j1 zAnd what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
+ Q( I5 g: M1 ?  S0 P/ LI can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

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?
" a$ i! y, x0 w7 s# JCan you even look me in the eye?
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Let me tell you 'bout hard work
. L$ g( Y; @0 K4 XMinimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
, u0 w; j( H( rRebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
: Q& e- J4 l) p7 p. w' ELet me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
% Q- o& u7 r8 DLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
+ s9 V, d  e) v& _/ eYou don't know nothing 'bout hard work
  r  z7 ~7 ^0 @- t% d3 NHard work
Hard work
Oh
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How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
$ t* j9 j7 ]+ r* U  |6 _You'd never take a walk with me.
1 l% M1 N- B6 \8 `) j& d* Z4 x4 x7 UWould you?
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[ 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,
$支持$ $支持$ $支持$

fcyfcy1

impressive... i heard the song several times in last week... but never paid attention to the lyrics...
6 o0 A" {7 P1 O7 R+ [/ xIn fact it's quite good$送花$

goldfish

They dance alone ---Sting

Why 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
They're dancing with the missing
+ c* _6 A) f0 W6 Z/ sThey're dancing with the dead
) I" {8 K! s. M; KThey dance with the invisible ones
, s; U/ M# G* D) cTheir anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
) J5 `! Y. y, P8 L8 B1 x0 U( NThey're dancing with their husbands
$ A5 o, ?! s' `: `$ M4 `They dance alone They dance alone
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It's the only form of protest they're allowed
. }$ U/ m6 c& a& N3 X' ^I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
* c  [0 |$ |; X* L# TIf they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
Another woman on a torture table what else can they do
They're dancing with the missing
4 J+ Z$ J. ]. F2 W3 FThey're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
0 O& T7 C1 w2 H/ V% o3 x( K: qTheir anguish is unsaid
' ?0 b; K3 i/ a: a  OThey're dancing with their fathers
2 t& M! O! b8 C. F% h( l! fThey're dancing with their sons
% W6 R" C" v* }/ P, r/ zThey're dancing with their husbands
) n9 _- a  j8 G; v( p" OThey dance alone They dance alone

One day we'll dance on their graves
1 }* Q& M9 h4 o$ s- f4 iOne day we'll sing our freedom
& \/ A8 Z% N( H& p0 k6 G' v9 v5 }One day we'll laugh in our joy
6 W& n3 k8 I; a  zAnd we'll dance
One day we'll dance on their graves
5 C7 T* p/ h( i- e1 G3 j$ C- @$ [+ ~One day we'll sing our freedom
+ N0 B% h9 L; `6 p# J7 \One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
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' {. m! u/ m, F2 tEllas danzan con los desaparecidos
4 z5 G7 N- d' t# v' ]+ xEllas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
+ O3 j* s' O) @" |" YEllas danzan con silenciosa angustia
6 x' z9 z# q+ L, MDanzan con sus pardres
Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas

Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money that supports you
+ Z' \4 x, I; yOne day the money's going to stop
! G+ n; M9 ?: U* kNo wages for your torturers
No budget for your guns
. \  o& s" c6 iCan you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
1 R7 J* s6 I/ a8 x2 `! dThey dance with the invisible ones
They're anguish is unsaid
, j* J3 I, W+ W% G' rThey're dancing with their fathers
2 P$ ^, e, N* [9 AThey're dancing with their sons
. r' a# q! v6 AThey're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
0 l/ P& v+ h4 D) C5 DThey 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!!