Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

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PINK LYRICS

"Dear Mr. President"
(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.
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. w. a  c: }3 c# \: tWhat do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
3 `8 m% S. ?* D# m" E8 b7 qWho do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
" p; S/ ~  k  ?! u' e% B! uWhat do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

4 O- R; }$ @/ A/ S$ G% i* n: SHow 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?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
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Dear Mr. President,
2 ]; F: w1 y5 o) e+ sWere you a lonely boy?
0 q5 K; T1 J5 y2 ^$ C" ~, z4 F! RAre you a lonely boy?
. G) ^. k* `9 Y1 f5 _( m" QAre you a lonely boy?
How can you say
; s1 s: `1 l) S: B2 `4 c- INo child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
) x( V3 L) x' L, x# X7 RWhile you pave the road to hell.

: q  o) R$ T. C: 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
+ ]0 h& W1 l4 s5 [2 YYou've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.
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% [; V# X% e8 YHow do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
. a# X7 U3 n1 H- T) vHow do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
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Let me tell you 'bout hard work
0 P8 g/ x. ~" `: c2 fMinimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
% T0 e% O4 q1 TRebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
3 {- w" W2 [# k5 S* t- h, c( uLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
! w0 T+ w7 j; W! ALet me tell you 'bout hard work
$ v5 t- b& E5 m# @/ wHard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
: b3 @3 `, K) w( r2 e# EHard work
4 a7 A2 o8 T! U; C! |/ ?Hard work
/ B% |( C6 n4 J+ O! eOh

7 E& g8 c0 r& _8 Q% R2 AHow do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
1 l3 S% _% h; ~" I  CDear Mr. President,
% x; o$ Q$ i$ }& v, i. s& h7 WYou'd never take a walk with me.
0 G$ l+ y" {6 w0 h- Y. k/ TWould you?
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1 ~4 k3 P8 U; ~' n( G/ a[ 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
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5 s* l( V1 u+ U6 H2 ^Why are there women here dancing on their own?
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
4 z+ N& }, U; i* q) _% `Why are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed like stone?
5 L" t) C1 W" J% X  Z. dI can't see what it is that they dispise
( ^/ h  y) u, Q* Q! }( s( _They're dancing with the missing
# z1 t  }) I  ]& ^4 qThey're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
% a- N5 X# ]: |8 x( TThey're dancing with their husbands
7 a4 ~& Z5 {+ N6 w3 e. c4 ?They dance alone They dance alone
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) o6 i0 D3 @7 W7 a* _# WIt's the only form of protest they're allowed
, X, O8 A' d+ ]4 @I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
If 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
1 w" `/ |- D3 F, q. t6 xThey're dancing with the dead
They 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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$ y+ }* v' \* Z/ @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
6 H$ z; {3 Z: @, rOne day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
0 e* H* a3 Y, F* BOne day we'll laugh in our joy
* G/ |( h6 U2 z+ y7 ZAnd we'll dance
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Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
1 B  E+ K- j! o8 K) k5 [1 b; \% x1 CEllas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
3 y, a( y: K' e8 L' f" cEllas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
7 W( S. v4 _' c/ S- \Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
) n" S1 i: }% a6 W1 zEllas danzan solas
& I& D+ z* z3 u! i& k/ Q9 DDanzan solas
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  M) h, D# y' V- D* f: xHey Mr. Pinochet
" y& q5 W8 e6 t$ XYou've sown a bitter crop
* N+ k5 A. B/ }It's foreign money that supports you
2 T  {" z; d  }0 A% |4 I9 ]. sOne day the money's going to stop
/ M" k- j6 J4 {% k! DNo wages for your torturers
* Q; V6 B( V3 Q* w6 n+ ~9 |No budget for your guns
6 ^9 a' c9 `: O7 x3 g4 X/ zCan you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
+ \6 W7 q* ^5 G- o) I9 N) oThey're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
4 T7 V4 ~! ]& iThey dance with the invisible ones
: d6 e  O' a4 o0 c3 o% N! D1 DThey're anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
8 h9 C6 \. G' a) P/ c' _9 ?$ E9 @# @- yThey 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.
7 O$ z. ~& X8 q9 k  rseems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!