Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
+ N: `$ P/ y5 Q0 m8 vPINK LYRICS
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"Dear Mr. President"
/ X: ?9 K7 Y) J/ u/ [" |8 F(feat. Indigo Girls)

Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.

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?
* Y7 p6 \" C- X5 R/ Y" RWhat do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
9 ]4 S+ P; u. O; @6 o6 sHow 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
And tell me why?

! S& y2 e  h  QDear Mr. President,
3 i7 ~9 F" I. h& f$ L- vWere you a lonely boy?
: u, F; ^( |1 `7 z# e, pAre you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
& l" p+ p% o2 V3 ?, L$ OHow can you say
6 [4 H$ S- C' g! _" [, iNo child is left behind?
, S5 V, w/ }2 n0 A) V/ D9 JWe're not dumb and we're not blind.
  V$ P+ F  W- V8 q# T7 |They'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?
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
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

8 L" s6 f  w3 c7 P% z& i# EHow do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
: B3 X- I# N; E. X3 N8 WHow 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?

: F5 G6 T' q+ V( rLet me tell you 'bout hard work
8 X& q( S9 [9 o6 M! G$ kMinimum wage with a baby on the way
$ |# t( a1 x/ [, eLet me tell you 'bout hard work
' I# q0 f8 t# ~! Z6 v3 fRebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
6 K, f$ T! w: O. o" B$ M6 |# KBuilding a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
" B2 {7 C+ D) X5 s5 k: [Hard work
; w$ T& o: a2 L; D: eHard work
; m3 n+ t% G3 ^5 C3 _9 Z' _Oh

3 w2 P' ]  v% B( a+ ~' d0 _: L7 o( bHow do you sleep at night?
- a2 C+ y( s* G) G' b/ F- AHow do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
. Z- v) P5 C5 B; _: SYou'd never take a walk with me.
; P+ j6 `) L  m  I+ K1 T$ |8 E* k! }2 eWould you?

- @" B/ h, B/ r[ 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...
In fact it's quite good$送花$

goldfish

They dance alone ---Sting

Why are there women here dancing on their own?
1 q5 r0 ~' `: i' i/ n; J( V- xWhy is there this sadness in their eyes?
# W! q! \# }& A, o4 S5 g, E; UWhy are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is that they dispise
' J# D$ A$ H+ j% N% RThey're dancing with the missing
8 C$ N, e, d6 d$ j& `2 W% yThey're dancing with the dead
$ B2 e' V  }' I* P2 T( AThey dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
- T( {/ v$ |' c' H9 UThey'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
5 Z: v2 z; H7 f$ e5 pI've seen their silent faces scream so loud
5 y9 k6 I" X6 v3 ], n! k8 XIf 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
" _* |+ Y( k6 ]Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
/ m' H4 @. v5 O7 c; HThey dance alone They dance alone
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' C8 C& i8 X3 COne 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
- I! V- W2 r7 ]One day we'll dance on their graves
4 S) G6 @; [6 @! ]7 G% `/ POne day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
4 I# R" X6 x* X" ~And we'll dance

Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
+ P5 K7 Y7 t- I* y- oEllas danzan con los muertos
# Y! T4 J4 i% q  o, _% J, G  ]Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
Danzan con sus hijos
  K6 ?3 \' i; a7 k) V5 Q. V5 QDanzan con sus esposos
. o" |: {) l7 XEllas danzan solas
+ \0 w! p9 D; e. M) _) q! e; iDanzan solas
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# i5 \  K+ C: ^1 W0 q3 }0 aHey Mr. Pinochet
, X! e: G% N' v# I* ]You've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
! Y, ]5 L+ L3 ^& g  S4 NNo budget for your guns
* C& P, P2 p0 F6 |! KCan you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
6 k  g  [( H; k( A- M3 g2 ZThey'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
# K+ U  h4 E3 d# V9 MThey 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!!