Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
PINK LYRICS
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9 `( T7 e( f+ d1 l* ?- c& ~* J$ s& P"Dear Mr. President"
(feat. Indigo Girls)
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Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
9 m" w4 c9 e! y) }6 jLet's pretend we're just two people and
2 Q) ^7 d' |6 q; s8 aYou're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.

3 y, L  S$ g. f* r( }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?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
/ I. f4 H1 N8 E' pAre you proud?
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/ r& B, G1 r  c4 ~* ^! AHow 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?
( g* {6 X- i( q4 ~* k6 eCan you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
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# j4 h+ k; d- c: s% qDear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
3 K  n% v+ j% |4 a; IHow can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.
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' e. O1 ]0 E- c3 K- p& eWhat kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
, l2 @$ v+ C# A, k% G; N3 OAnd 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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How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
6 E# U" Q8 K9 B$ z* e8 |# @( ^9 WHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
7 R" o3 |% N5 ^" d4 VCan you even look me in the eye?

# R* J8 s, X4 b7 F+ u6 a& x. VLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
2 q  a0 m. {' m1 f" w9 V2 rLet 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
, e6 e9 a6 v) h6 r8 G4 z+ u) ?0 N* GLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
- ^+ R/ W3 Y- k/ W: K8 MYou don't know nothing 'bout hard work
2 P( T' R, ~; H. yHard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
- o+ S0 [) j* G+ O& a. i9 yDear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?

' U" _. }: n0 `$ B# h( F[ 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...
9 M( X. _" Z3 _$ R' ?' S/ f- sIn 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?
* T% z/ l7 U$ H/ G* UWhy are the soldiers here
* |2 p4 L7 r3 U/ oTheir faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is that they dispise
/ y  a, z% b! h% JThey're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
/ v4 i+ ]! V1 zThey dance with the invisible ones
  b/ h9 `# Z1 ?Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
: ~/ q3 u) D! }& s, Z, o2 o. \They dance alone They dance alone

It's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
" A" X5 q) V- i. U- q' W0 fIf 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
5 \( q" z' {7 [  O) |, j: ZThey're dancing with the dead
5 i+ x( y  H# }. U( h" r# g1 hThey dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
; V1 F5 }5 U- M5 ?/ r. JThey're dancing with their fathers
5 N' }: n: W+ x8 X# t& EThey're dancing with their sons
( a2 L( y7 G) H7 y9 f5 d, FThey're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone
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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
4 o7 L% `! Y5 R/ KOne day we'll dance on their graves
& l5 i/ Q1 d# s0 SOne day we'll sing our freedom
6 m1 f( L# e6 G* TOne day we'll laugh in our joy
4 q3 B: [4 M! j/ }* x1 @+ mAnd we'll dance

Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
/ S* c& r8 O0 [/ O* k; y: EEllas danzan con los muertos
/ E. K5 u8 H: |+ h6 k$ N! rEllas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
& X* Z4 m: ?# e! ]) E" \+ Y' DDanzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
& X, J4 e: Q0 AEllas danzan solas
6 |8 b" K( N7 ?, T% b$ Y- S3 nDanzan solas

Hey Mr. Pinochet
9 u$ I4 z! X. r/ Z  J* B) _You've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
; z, I4 y) s" t' Z" F1 `No wages for your torturers
No budget for your guns
Can you think of your own mother
+ O! F: I  q6 p0 b* @0 BDancin' with her invisible son
: B0 k7 q4 I: X5 FThey're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
7 z7 t3 `, |4 H, I, d& j" LThey dance with the invisible ones
They'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
1 K, w9 X& d! F5 `$ S- 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!!