Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
8 P- R0 w. K. m9 vPINK LYRICS

"Dear Mr. President"
(feat. Indigo Girls)

4 |, _5 F' y( s1 |+ _1 SDear Mr. President,
) m! O$ `/ @) F4 gCome take a walk with me.
3 W4 g( ?5 ]$ ]Let's pretend we're just two people and
2 I1 E1 ~7 |% D' ~$ ?% R& IYou're not better than me.
# K, E2 e6 R8 W4 \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?
8 `! P9 c) ?4 j) iWho do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
/ F. N1 x4 ]/ [! z+ @$ x9 }% lAre you proud?

- Z, k: O( z9 pHow do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
& I8 _& L# [* U) U0 FHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
% i; |1 r6 x7 s- |& C0 Y, AHow do you walk with your head held high?
, t8 \6 R$ A5 L, `- m* m6 hCan you even look me in the eye
, G7 W8 _! I# a# i$ K9 _% cAnd tell me why?
  \7 [: ?1 b; u( k) x
8 h8 ]: b/ D2 |$ ?, hDear Mr. President,
/ s9 v. N( U  R: XWere you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
% h7 P& ?2 I2 j$ F3 n7 q; E: sHow can you say
No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
' g- l! p9 f% M) VThey're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.

; X1 i: r3 U* b3 O& j! I; n/ h5 ~4 pWhat kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
3 ~9 H! n$ W5 P# M' E& B5 EAnd 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 n$ E1 |; E. wYou've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

0 j5 J' h1 Z) {. w* m- I1 \: @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?
Can you even look me in the eye?
. g0 I+ q( Y1 e/ ?6 j& B5 Z$ T3 N# n+ T
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
7 a& F5 E$ j4 x" h" p: nMinimum wage with a baby on the way
7 i% @  ~' e/ }5 b  I2 eLet me tell you 'bout hard work
! \+ [/ ~  N7 C* SRebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
3 W" A5 v! n$ g* b7 @* LLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
3 N7 r5 }% N9 x7 a- s3 FLet me tell you 'bout hard work
2 ~$ r- E8 u# A( w7 kHard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
; }  m5 `$ f$ c! R* A6 D! rHard work
& _; @& y9 t% I& dHard work
; H7 A  E) k7 B+ R4 ^Oh

How do you sleep at night?
6 K' {  o- |+ k2 C5 F) c% v. ^How do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
9 C2 N4 p- k3 g- l- J: |Would you?

3 N( v: {: @  R8 O* I2 `[ 本帖最后由 celinedeng 于 2007-7-7 21:03 编辑 ]

alicia_83

The singer is so cool!
/ {. W  J& G8 \' O# x9 sA 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

/ z) P8 t1 }) Y" ^- ?0 F1 oWhy are there women here dancing on their own?
6 U% h2 }9 e' E$ E# \Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed like stone?
% z9 H2 l# A" r7 l7 @0 w0 Y- y/ eI can't see what it is that they dispise
They're dancing with the missing
) G2 {  a9 ^( I2 {( ^1 {% dThey're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
; A  o: b, b- A6 P  FTheir 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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+ D/ {' O( x: _% a& u5 ?# O. w$ _, c* bIt's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
5 R; t7 E  U* H5 \4 NIf 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
& v) A4 ~/ |) c! C+ _( AThey dance with the invisible ones
- x' b# t4 n( gTheir 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

- Y' d* M$ g; n& N5 JOne day we'll dance on their graves
# G9 e5 |% i2 z. r- Q. I- x1 ?  KOne day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
0 Y3 s* X, F4 k) RAnd we'll dance
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
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/ n- _5 @" ]: Y3 M- sEllas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
0 a& t; y) F" WEllas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
5 t* [5 {; ?  f  E* f" LDanzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas

Hey Mr. Pinochet
* S% ^/ M# C$ k3 ?: N2 mYou've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
* X* m, T* w7 x2 [! j: @No wages for your torturers
! U5 R% X& L& L3 m& oNo budget for your guns
" d; c$ }+ z4 Y; L; ECan you think of your own mother
3 j1 @6 Z3 G0 K' t1 |4 oDancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
9 Q; O, K: h% \They're dancing with the dead
! ~; s3 O  ?+ F) KThey dance with the invisible ones
They're anguish is unsaid
2 f: ^# D  L% }8 C0 ^' ^They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
( O; {9 q0 Y) c7 n  y$ YThey 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.
/ M/ o) d" l2 T+ J/ f6 vseems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!