Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
PINK LYRICS
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3 w, g2 V* ^, [0 d# |"Dear Mr. President"
5 R+ Q. w( i9 S. x(feat. Indigo Girls)

Dear Mr. President,
  z1 h! k# ^+ o! l% H) O% }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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6 o1 \: b$ n! _/ s) W7 R7 bWhat do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
3 \  W/ |5 [! ]& P2 w' A: LWho do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
2 x: h9 P' R* B5 ]2 L/ s; Z' G1 AWhat do you feel when you look in the mirror?
6 J7 q: K  r& |& P: LAre you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
5 F2 A; x+ x4 H, ZHow do you walk with your head held high?
& g* W, ?3 B7 B6 h  ?  O, JCan you even look me in the eye
( l- F8 |, P8 S8 X3 j. ]( C1 CAnd tell me why?

Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
! O) W/ M  O4 t. fAre you a lonely boy?
How can you say
& n0 _4 g0 O  @No child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
9 q# [; T1 A, P) w7 V1 CWhile you pave the road to hell.
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What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
( z1 F3 d2 W; V: ?1 \' m. |# GAnd what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
) A' s* r6 x7 y# F2 v4 `I can only imagine what the first lady has to say
You've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine.

4 w8 s9 a; s5 \' y! WHow do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
* y# D0 X. K: Q+ B) E; p( I9 |: S$ JHow do you walk with your head held high?
5 V% c8 P4 z7 r5 ICan you even look me in the eye?

Let me tell you 'bout hard work
+ {8 t0 L% H  X( M/ kMinimum wage with a baby on the way
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
! G7 H% L1 }, B% J% E* ~Let me tell you 'bout hard work
+ R, ?/ ?- f; o6 L( Q( o4 ^Building a bed out of a cardboard box
4 ^' I, z+ v0 t+ TLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
# F6 m$ L+ U+ J" i: CHard work
! k" y0 k% D0 m2 W  v6 a+ Q! ]Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night?
+ ~, h) \* L( RHow do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?
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. ^# B/ R2 q  t, N. G8 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...
4 h: C% W& k% W% n( ?8 Q& k, l% T! W: IIn fact it's quite good$送花$

goldfish

They dance alone ---Sting

Why are there women here dancing on their own?
/ ~0 J6 l# J/ xWhy is there this sadness in their eyes?
# s8 Q. N, S  d; L3 @- ]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
. t3 S0 L! T+ A8 Q# G& T$ N8 a) ~They're dancing with the dead
+ M4 X! X6 U: yThey dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
6 c' @5 l/ i- g& p" b$ F. V$ jThey're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
" @  o- \/ L' K, ]* B' r, CThey dance alone They dance alone
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& E4 v3 P8 y* i/ A7 G) _It's the only form of protest they're allowed
  _5 x. j  G" r5 P  y4 kI'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
0 n  G% Q2 X1 \They're dancing with the dead
& B9 k$ V5 x& m& p( J  pThey dance with the invisible ones
! k; [" J, K5 `Their anguish is unsaid
- C# o6 t" `8 wThey're dancing with their fathers
9 T: a% Y8 L: q0 P" T/ u1 j2 sThey're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone

7 I4 g- O% ?9 Z; P& H3 }One day we'll dance on their graves
, D6 ^( q7 R; AOne day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
4 ~! r! Q% x/ P6 o0 P& I, I7 j' ^) x, ZOne day we'll dance on their graves
6 S* M6 H0 {& R; R  |" @$ sOne day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
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Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
1 u( y$ p8 s5 Q+ R5 i9 sEllas danzan con los muertos
6 H% p) E4 s2 H1 U1 NEllas danzan con amores invisibles
; t1 _! B- S4 j+ F3 CEllas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
- A2 b* W: C/ CDanzan con sus hijos
( f* c3 q$ ?: Q/ ~& t8 @2 IDanzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas

- f6 ~2 y( A8 H* EHey Mr. Pinochet
9 ^% y2 f5 I# g  e% `# M0 _4 D; t6 DYou've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
2 ]& n8 c# w( q6 d0 U" J8 @No wages for your torturers
No budget for your guns
& D' H8 [7 {- ]. F$ A3 t9 e6 vCan you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
2 z& f2 a* i$ c4 ?8 _. ~) lThey're dancing with the missing
9 _- I6 p* ~) Q& Z  S1 ZThey're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
& H% o( n/ T, B% a% r' Z" @; i9 \They're anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
! ^5 N5 {) ^) t  H( z+ d1 HThey're dancing with their sons
! _3 u( N7 l' H) ?+ v: cThey're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
+ W# j2 R& d* N5 C0 J. K& ZThey 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!!