Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

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PINK LYRICS

"Dear Mr. President"
$ Y* U& W. ?0 ~6 l& y9 \0 l8 u+ U3 [% u(feat. Indigo Girls)

Dear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
1 g7 j0 g* j/ h1 l1 Q' D5 I: T2 |Let's pretend we're just two people and
- ]! p7 R: @- a+ s3 j8 g7 RYou're not better than me.
! g8 S4 o: {" G1 ZI'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
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$ _: H! u1 M& L' y# H( B0 hWhat do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
# w# o' P4 T. {4 N& q9 YWho do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
; F1 a% S, B; H; ], }, D7 ~# t0 _Are 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?
$ O, d: }  }! _5 UHow do you walk with your head held high?
: n6 T6 z- V; C: t- n: ~Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?

2 ]6 g$ C) v, _- D- f9 ?Dear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
1 E$ M4 e3 H" e8 J& F' M6 KAre you a lonely boy?
% q0 I2 _% r+ m2 k2 H6 q) nAre you a lonely boy?
! V7 I7 }8 E& v* Z2 d4 ZHow can you say
% Q3 P1 F# p. INo child is left behind?
8 y& R6 S% X. `% M7 x9 t& A- }7 ^We're not dumb and we're not blind.
+ d) n  z" Z* i% z4 ^+ DThey're all sitting in your cells
% O) v: h* |" P* HWhile you pave the road to hell.
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What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
3 _( u7 L! o5 y( e# IAnd 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.
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How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
, k% [/ S+ {" t4 D2 T4 `How 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
+ m( E5 [" M$ s4 N, PMinimum wage with a baby on the way
! z0 b$ T! Q" F8 C* \Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
# @1 k' q0 P3 `% BHard work
  [) N: f  ]. L0 B3 yYou don't know nothing 'bout hard work
7 {+ E; E, D" i" k% z7 ^Hard work
Hard work
Oh
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$ t3 o0 o2 `: i3 S% k, ?How do you sleep at night?
& l1 @) V% @9 d0 CHow do you walk with your head held high?
/ U3 O, H& K' X2 w+ EDear Mr. President,
& H9 ?) S1 T1 f; W. s: CYou'd never take a walk with me.
4 Q) y% J/ D7 q  X$ H% xWould you?
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' D* M/ s# a; @5 r[ 本帖最后由 celinedeng 于 2007-7-7 21:03 编辑 ]

alicia_83

The singer is so cool!
* A$ A- {  T/ ~% ]8 m0 wA 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...
+ L) ]8 v4 G* n* g( NIn fact it's quite good$送花$

goldfish

They dance alone ---Sting

Why are there women here dancing on their own?
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
. N% v8 Z0 ]5 W3 m+ c7 l3 XTheir faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is that they dispise
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
7 A0 M+ o, K5 ]+ `. mThey're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
( p: ]. `0 S$ lThey're dancing with their husbands
- R3 L8 }/ w; |They dance alone They dance alone
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; n" q- J- d- r+ p5 X/ rIt's the only form of protest they're allowed
1 `1 F' T( t2 C2 U- P% V$ KI've seen their silent faces scream so loud
8 i) C% g) v/ i: \6 o0 EIf they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
2 c. D0 e* D7 T+ _  @* I% QAnother woman on a torture table what else can they do
They're dancing with the missing
8 d0 ]! ]6 q) g6 K* [They're dancing with the dead
9 V2 h' V$ A1 m* e& \+ ZThey dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
8 t2 |- Q; S7 _- jThey're dancing with their fathers
% @" ]+ {4 O( z) U. T5 |( IThey're dancing with their sons
/ ]7 h' z7 z! t4 n% ~( M8 O) kThey're dancing with their husbands
# M( o1 j2 k# y- h% Z5 gThey dance alone They dance alone

One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
9 q! k) w- C, HOne day we'll laugh in our joy
8 B7 i9 A! ]0 v$ c  m  O0 Y8 \' NAnd we'll dance
- c5 w6 S: w, V) WOne day we'll dance on their graves
9 `' G. l& \6 ^8 T8 BOne day we'll sing our freedom
. m, O- t4 L9 c) JOne day we'll laugh in our joy
+ ^* e9 e$ ]8 b% ~And we'll dance

. R" ?5 `7 n( {! l$ d/ R  b* j2 I6 XEllas danzan con los desaparecidos
7 P$ g3 U* }! S! V: N% ?+ REllas danzan con los muertos
9 Z8 W4 }& m" {- ]9 GEllas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
Danzan con sus hijos
$ O; x/ d. M3 y/ ?: D0 |; ADanzan con sus esposos
% g' O: P  n6 g2 q2 FEllas danzan solas
Danzan solas

4 [0 S2 j6 v2 I3 M, _Hey Mr. Pinochet
* ?' N3 D, ], R1 J, bYou've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
( Q$ _. h* E( E9 j( GNo wages for your torturers
+ f6 ]  f7 w/ \, W3 ], }1 {No budget for your guns
Can you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
9 ^3 y* ?6 U' q9 CThey dance with the invisible ones
7 T; S* |- A! i" l. l( h4 q" PThey're anguish is unsaid
' ^2 U0 Y2 K$ pThey're dancing with their fathers
+ W/ F' ~; n$ X5 \. `3 QThey're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
+ y8 a. @/ x3 G3 G& T* g. c- [" gThey 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.
, D4 t$ B% a' d( }" aseems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!