Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
0 @# u! s2 L& {* w& zPINK LYRICS

"Dear Mr. President"
$ \$ a4 o% o% J: S! [(feat. Indigo Girls)

! M5 r( e7 _4 J1 d2 {Dear Mr. President,
3 e0 l6 h- I' N/ ~# hCome take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
4 `% @% {2 Q6 S# X' h- B' t& CYou're not better than me.
* `' H8 U' b9 o# m. RI'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
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! H5 f  M  S  Z6 t  @  MWhat do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
' u- i9 L" o$ T* a/ W" h" s7 E/ NWho do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
4 R7 g" |! C5 h9 S9 F8 w3 lWhat do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?
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5 h+ Z, `8 {9 q7 w- s- O9 ]How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
7 F, Q' c( M% V6 K1 p$ t) u& lHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
' w( X& T! S& m3 z* z, BHow do you walk with your head held high?
7 F1 Q. @% s/ v" mCan you even look me in the eye
, z$ w* c7 b, }) ~% X2 q& tAnd tell me why?
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" M$ J5 }' T8 D3 q% ^/ rDear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
8 L& _* h1 g- V  Y0 d8 |Are you a lonely boy?
$ S% k, U. \2 j6 @, o. wHow can you say
5 z, L" K1 E. Z  N( P3 \, S% `2 bNo child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
) f6 h# G$ g2 ]8 K$ PWhile you pave the road to hell.

- d7 [$ E- c2 l$ B9 f. _8 wWhat kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
And 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 B% S2 ]% q% ^+ ~; K7 zYou've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
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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?
How do you walk with your head held high?
; [, |! }7 u* |2 sCan you even look me in the eye?

6 H3 s: g7 P4 \: }  E$ zLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
( J5 _+ k! _9 k/ I7 _Let me tell you 'bout hard work
# V: U+ K7 d- h. [" V( p& c* P/ MRebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
+ O) m6 R9 ]6 S) R/ {' f0 z) c3 pLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
, e/ W( _, b( R' SHard work
5 q* n6 I) Q" H: ?' r& Q+ y$ tHard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh
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How do you sleep at night?
1 \+ F$ C6 B" h6 ^( H; ~How do you walk with your head held high?
( x) A( _& B$ SDear Mr. President,
- {0 O1 g9 |5 ]You'd never take a walk with me.
Would 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...
, V5 D2 r! I# u; pIn fact it's quite good$送花$

goldfish

They dance alone ---Sting
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Why are there women here dancing on their own?
  [. d" o7 j5 n4 c4 I2 X2 P3 nWhy is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
3 C5 u8 x2 C6 Y0 dTheir faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is that they dispise
They're dancing with the missing
  p- P& q1 ^% v% f4 hThey're dancing with the dead
6 ^' K( a, k( P; Z) s, O8 h8 I# jThey dance with the invisible ones
. c' r9 h0 k( E+ J" e2 ATheir anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
/ _* b. V8 {& ]/ eThey're dancing with their sons
! g4 W. Z, N& V* X; kThey're dancing with their husbands
* T* U" E' `3 H# S5 ]) [They dance alone They dance alone
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It's the only form of protest they're allowed
; G# I8 }8 |6 }& sI've seen their silent faces scream so loud
If they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
1 L/ P! q0 ?: G& C* Z# I+ bAnother woman on a torture table what else can they do
They're dancing with the missing
4 R1 \( a! d8 y8 [  p" CThey're dancing with the dead
* s' b) M6 O5 E7 X. f0 }" FThey dance with the invisible ones
3 X7 b1 N2 M  s; F% o: kTheir 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

5 V0 X2 Y. Q% R' k1 qOne day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
7 z& K: v2 B, Z" o7 K) {, w# q) nOne day we'll laugh in our joy
- w( }( C# h7 WAnd we'll dance
One day we'll dance on their graves
6 F. E' |6 K# j5 V* FOne day we'll sing our freedom
0 g) u6 W; j# ~8 }! _0 A; @* zOne day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
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Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
" e1 W/ d5 \: _/ L  N$ Q, hEllas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia
: r; d( j  |8 \4 K) u6 G9 LDanzan con sus pardres
" k8 l2 i9 F! ?Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
. J2 B1 ~6 }. u. GDanzan solas

Hey Mr. Pinochet
0 u* I% g: x+ KYou've sown a bitter crop
6 b  l( L, M& t  j& K. cIt's foreign money that supports you
0 @  _& j3 {. ZOne day the money's going to stop
. N5 L6 T  k5 E" y) qNo wages for your torturers
No budget for your guns
Can you think of your own mother
" Y; U: Q. j; eDancin' with her invisible son
' o7 Q- @, W$ @9 B5 d; |6 BThey're dancing with the missing
0 R' Z! |* P/ Z' o; fThey're dancing with the dead
! c/ G* K2 p  ?/ XThey dance with the invisible ones
They're anguish is unsaid
- j8 z3 a8 L" r4 [They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
: ?4 u; b+ R+ }4 E1 [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.
seems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!