Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

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

5 g/ z) z  S6 C# D7 V! o5 |2 ]"Dear Mr. President"
5 [4 O+ W' ]( _! i; O' m  i$ L! v(feat. Indigo Girls)
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0 M* x3 s$ x+ F8 v4 \Dear Mr. President,
! F! A8 W7 t  B# {4 ECome take a walk with me.
  a8 Y, h* A# |1 RLet's pretend we're just two people and
$ k$ D5 X  x. x1 ^! zYou're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.

5 \5 i; Z- A2 L' CWhat do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
- }# j( C! O- n; a( a9 EWho do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
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How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
- ^# W" e6 ?% v$ k, d2 e! C/ i& cHow do you walk with your head held high?
: G$ _8 s# f: [+ OCan you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
7 f7 B+ D$ A; `- R9 l* h) b8 i" jWere you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
No child is left behind?
  u- z4 c2 e! s# Q8 CWe're not dumb and we're not blind.
; q! k, m: `% D. f' aThey're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
, U( O0 M7 r, Z; X; C' |* |3 F9 x6 eAnd what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
7 w* {  N) @% M. |4 KYou've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
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4 J8 Z" C- T2 k( `How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
3 |- \& ~% l& s2 D8 \8 u3 iHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
& n4 d- z& ^. Q1 g' }" \How do you walk with your head held high?
0 N4 D( I. L" ?3 v) F0 m3 ~Can you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
5 t" b- z% k8 S+ kMinimum wage with a baby on the way
6 N3 u! a- r/ h# ]% L. B/ GLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
4 g& x: p4 A2 WLet me tell you 'bout hard work
% F4 ]# J& n3 n9 _/ M0 \Hard work
Hard work
6 v/ B0 Z' K/ W; S1 H3 VYou don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

( R# b( N8 a  V  s, gHow do you sleep at night?
. {- S2 k  W5 ]1 k4 h$ `; [' {% nHow do you walk with your head held high?
2 s* r( E+ I: vDear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
/ I6 J' J7 p" b/ EWould you?
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- N6 `7 ~6 o0 j9 q6 U' u/ I8 y& R[ 本帖最后由 celinedeng 于 2007-7-7 21:03 编辑 ]

alicia_83

The singer is so cool!
; I3 o* S8 N9 ~7 n5 p" @% K( TA thoughtful song~~~

goldfish

nothing is absolutely right or wrong,especially on politics.

bobic_wang

it is really a moving song,
: V: G; y. l1 k; {2 E$支持$ $支持$ $支持$

fcyfcy1

impressive... i heard the song several times in last week... but never paid attention to the lyrics...
In fact it's quite good$送花$

goldfish

They dance alone ---Sting

1 i* {/ [5 T/ e2 t( cWhy are there women here dancing on their own?
1 ?! a. e  G( W. b) ^6 P4 p0 ^1 f- Z( _Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
$ v- ]6 R( g2 j4 D6 fTheir faces fixed like stone?
1 p' l' t4 n8 @$ nI can't see what it is that they dispise
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
( o# m7 b1 X# m5 B9 pThey dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
, j* ]/ }* _  K: f3 V' f( PThey're dancing with their fathers
, _, p1 k% C; F4 Q' k' PThey're dancing with their sons
  }$ @' o: n& YThey're dancing with their husbands
9 [( F  M, k% R7 u! U2 V0 @5 FThey dance alone They dance alone

It's the only form of protest they're allowed
0 N5 w9 t' B( E# }I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
  F) G# G# \5 W# b7 QIf they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
Another woman on a torture table what else can they do
1 l4 K% f5 X2 W/ a7 i% U) cThey're dancing with the missing
. `7 |, Q6 _" U8 }. {They're dancing with the dead
2 D, v% d4 c4 P, r4 m! aThey dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone
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" L. m# F2 _  b5 N* \One day we'll dance on their graves
* u. g. M! g9 [& X6 vOne day we'll sing our freedom
& I3 C5 \/ S7 J5 e- X, R4 {9 R- HOne day we'll laugh in our joy
" `9 K2 e% ~( @# aAnd we'll dance
5 A/ l+ g& k. `! b& H6 dOne day we'll dance on their graves
; T& ^% n4 q2 H) u8 XOne day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
3 a/ f  p8 Z3 I& C$ l* YAnd we'll dance
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* F# f  T$ w0 \. M$ ?- Y, L: ~9 g* h* sEllas danzan con los desaparecidos
2 ]/ n& z1 s4 gEllas danzan con los muertos
% s* y8 `) A! q- h9 V. Y' |Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
" `$ c# Q7 M3 R, d* b7 rEllas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
Danzan con sus hijos
  I2 m+ b+ s( K% i4 wDanzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas

Hey Mr. Pinochet
5 c/ e& C( q8 a3 S3 X3 X8 G" ZYou've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money that supports you
, k4 I' K8 |; ?3 FOne day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
No budget for your guns
3 @( V/ m! v& d: S& D- R% NCan you think of your own mother
1 \6 [* N# G, X0 m& fDancin' with her invisible son
, Q" r' V+ O; B/ w/ @2 A" m4 I4 W0 gThey're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
5 N) k2 G- t, d* p9 T1 A# C1 WThey dance with the invisible ones
They're anguish is unsaid
2 S% k7 P% u* C- {" IThey're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
$ D7 y( e5 r4 p' B1 h- x2 XThey dance alone
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.
6 o1 ^6 B; _1 P  X% O& Sseems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!