Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
PINK LYRICS
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"Dear Mr. President"
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Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
+ t  g/ K7 g; f; Z0 vLet's pretend we're just two people and
7 f( b. Z( a. ^. x% q% EYou'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?
What 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?
/ g1 L# C  o* l" b; DHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
" U+ V" j! m& i$ z9 b3 f% w  XCan you even look me in the eye
5 X; i" a. G7 U  U/ e( T* t0 iAnd tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
6 t" N+ ]0 b/ kWere you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
How can you say
0 N( P2 }- ]3 [No child is left behind?
' X; X( t- z8 l9 r5 q5 `' oWe're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
+ _7 X, |* K- a. ~8 ^5 ^While you pave the road to hell.
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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
  e6 A2 U0 j: `& S7 h/ Y2 _You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

* H; K8 E+ o% KHow do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
2 z. Z: j2 f' p" k4 |( u' e4 vHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
( y/ Q4 t' m( e3 }' M  j; J7 LHow do you walk with your head held high?
5 W5 i1 {" p: o+ `Can you even look me in the eye?
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Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
* j) c* `8 }' k( E, rLet me tell you 'bout hard work
- t) v) j' x' {. ?Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
5 U- x: @8 F+ r7 m, s( aBuilding a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
. G* ?4 T! e6 w" n9 ~Hard work
% X" s2 }3 M# V1 KYou don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
Oh

" s2 w( v; h4 KHow do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
6 Y; e- `6 C# K! [You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?
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9 o$ v, x5 [: @: F% K[ 本帖最后由 celinedeng 于 2007-7-7 21:03 编辑 ]

alicia_83

The singer is so cool!
2 O3 e2 _% v. ?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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Why are there women here dancing on their own?
& J6 X  ?7 e' K" N+ d. j1 @! nWhy is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is that they dispise
They're dancing with the missing
) b+ {  C  Z# f" l( }% `$ SThey're dancing with the dead
% v% @, f0 k) cThey dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
3 [1 a0 u# b1 i% X6 f$ {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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9 l( Z6 O& j1 k6 ?4 k( D7 RIt's the only form of protest they're allowed
- U- S7 U" p+ r- `" h# I) o0 r# Y4 dI'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
They're dancing with the dead
0 N: r/ F; `; u' `8 o- |6 E$ r1 X( ?7 tThey dance with the invisible ones
2 x) R7 [1 V1 [Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
& P# F- Z% x1 ]8 P, [7 b- AThey dance alone They dance alone
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4 J8 S: e9 g9 Q- B5 SOne day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
3 H5 ?: |) b: d" N6 J# d5 tOne day we'll laugh in our joy
) H9 V. w  Z5 s1 h  \* zAnd we'll dance
+ O9 T+ W1 X! a7 p4 m4 n# q7 S0 zOne day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
3 ?  N" ]1 |# F, B9 IOne day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
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+ L  T" ~+ J2 b/ E" hEllas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
# t1 I- H1 I6 l: VDanzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
2 C8 l( e2 ^% |$ c5 bEllas danzan solas
; w& m" X& V9 t! zDanzan solas
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9 o) R& J, _' Q4 H5 ^& p% zHey Mr. Pinochet
  U' _  {& ~7 i1 ?: f# \4 mYou've sown a bitter crop
. z# s( j+ K2 J7 n4 `, R' Y) RIt's foreign money that supports you
0 C+ b7 D& @& g; h. G! x" @" ZOne day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
No budget for your guns
7 T. E; ^, G3 m! t7 w3 a5 ]Can you think of your own mother
& o  A  Q* k; C7 R7 fDancin' with her invisible son
, D: e: V/ u# N$ k% T% lThey're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
9 r; p- b( f/ M9 A) c, ?# @" ?9 cThey dance with the invisible ones
6 `$ f& h6 W# K# ?# iThey're anguish is unsaid
; `3 `) c' Z! w6 O& W2 Q+ W3 b& [They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
3 b7 |" l; h( ]: R# C, TThey'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.
* Y. n  |* W4 T1 T! fseems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!