Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
7 `" ^7 q4 ~- m+ X  R4 ^' n  l( _PINK LYRICS
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"Dear Mr. President"
(feat. Indigo Girls)
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4 K" u3 |7 n5 t5 V8 t  ]  Z0 sDear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
3 X& u- @4 I* q, z- UI'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?
Who do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
% \  Q+ O* ^+ s( bWhat 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?
. m- l! c5 @* ZHow 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
! {+ U4 o4 e% zAnd tell me why?
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' K) U  U# x2 N' P+ q4 V' f! VDear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
3 e4 k* x& a, p5 n" E0 O6 t* ]6 z# n4 lAre you a lonely boy?
How can you say
1 @6 f0 A9 {3 v5 O+ iNo child is left behind?
7 m4 T8 {3 `( V( FWe're not dumb and we're not blind.
% l  D& k. j1 Z0 U/ Y! |7 IThey're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.
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; z9 y) {) Y3 j7 \) h$ pWhat kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
( A, e" K" |* d8 t: BAnd what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
0 i5 q; g; m( [$ i% rI 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?
0 L! X- [2 k- l8 F2 x' RHow do you walk with your head held high?
* m& K* l: R" YCan you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
( j# w  r6 a: ^! R  Y7 Y; e$ f/ ILet me tell you 'bout hard work
2 X7 J3 M' B% X$ K8 H9 h7 IRebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
1 t6 R) O5 n' c0 `Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
, e" V8 h' ~& c, hHard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
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How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
% j! x  u. Y5 w2 c1 q  c" rYou'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?

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

alicia_83

The singer is so cool!
9 m6 d1 A# G! u. E$ IA thoughtful song~~~

goldfish

nothing is absolutely right or wrong,especially on politics.

bobic_wang

it is really a moving song,
4 C, x* f5 e* z6 x+ r% i% {, t8 T$支持$ $支持$ $支持$

fcyfcy1

impressive... i heard the song several times in last week... but never paid attention to the lyrics...
! _+ \! S$ Z' v$ c9 y9 m$ nIn fact it's quite good$送花$

goldfish

They dance alone ---Sting

+ @$ m5 |) b5 p1 rWhy are there women here dancing on their own?
. k, _3 l8 D: S" XWhy is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
9 n" B1 y  @8 ~4 @3 OTheir faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is that they dispise
% t& l. w2 M5 Q. Y+ q, r; XThey're dancing with the missing
3 X" z5 d9 N& m8 g' i+ TThey're dancing with the dead
# W( u7 V) x9 \: v8 X1 G4 ]! p' nThey dance with the invisible ones
& J4 p/ F6 }2 j% RTheir anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
$ e8 C& N6 r) aThey're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone
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It's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
  |9 d, ~) j1 v. ZIf 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
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
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They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
: W& W; N, o4 I, C- M! p9 FThey dance alone They dance alone

One day we'll dance on their graves
7 X1 N; L( ]4 rOne day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
' k& r  B0 c  i0 l" hAnd 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

Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
3 ~& |9 o# p+ e; qEllas danzan con amores invisibles
: l$ k1 S% v$ K9 [; hEllas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
7 N' W4 i: l1 U# Y9 @Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas
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Hey Mr. Pinochet
  A6 c7 h- Y' q( y& ~You've sown a bitter crop
3 m9 _3 [# z4 Q! h; N8 UIt's foreign money that supports you
; T( a% K2 y2 S( ~2 ^6 H. @One day the money's going to stop
* ~$ g% R: W$ Q! K0 F0 [No wages for your torturers
6 ~# |4 K# M: N' r* Y' lNo budget for your guns
3 e: K" n( y$ L  a7 T/ }Can you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
9 W1 ?' |. `, [7 [# @3 x/ l3 iThey're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
They're anguish is unsaid
4 X1 W7 N. E7 @' p# v/ {3 V, n* Y' p0 KThey're dancing with their fathers
3 W& w" b' S2 E1 u/ l, `, }( y% l9 x* J( [They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They 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.
8 r* M4 x6 `: V3 [seems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!