Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
# z9 U% [1 P. |0 [1 I! LPINK LYRICS
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"Dear Mr. President"
(feat. Indigo Girls)
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8 `# K# h- m- `5 k/ C/ ZDear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
) A( H1 I* A. m7 U' \, D) CLet's pretend we're just two people and
/ b% m. Q& Q8 V' F  Y; I- yYou're not better than me.
- D( C! H; A: L& n. N: A$ hI'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?
' N. Z9 _  T' Y7 i; j4 G5 eWhat do you feel when you look in the mirror?
# }! B1 Q# @; U9 Q5 R2 K3 k& Y; TAre you proud?
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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?
& H* q& W# ?) O4 JHow 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,
Were you a lonely boy?
- g& K9 Y; a/ zAre you a lonely boy?
( J: j* r* `- T, nAre you a lonely boy?
& p5 h0 `7 R) }* d" T! \8 v( sHow can you say
No child is left behind?
3 k: l' m6 t% u! E3 e% RWe're not dumb and we're not blind.
7 j/ X2 b: t, sThey're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
" Y  h) a6 |8 H0 y0 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?
) z! [+ u; G3 J; R9 XHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
1 T5 n+ U# X. U7 o& H* y& k4 oHow do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
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4 m: s, C4 P% N4 G/ eLet me tell you 'bout hard work
9 d$ E) q; e: S& X+ U, ?4 G  w$ u1 GMinimum wage with a baby on the way
# O) v6 c/ @8 ^, h1 yLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
; ]" [% C# s; @  C& {2 E) cLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Building a bed out of a cardboard box
4 C6 l# v& O  J3 U/ z8 V" CLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
* N" n: [- X% O4 Z: vHard work
Hard work
Oh
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6 B- Q0 k+ [% D, l' U2 [5 PHow do you sleep at night?
8 Q- j. d2 ^4 p, U. ^% k. y" OHow do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
You'd never take a walk with me.
- ^9 d/ |' Q7 T1 o3 OWould you?
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[ 本帖最后由 celinedeng 于 2007-7-7 21:03 编辑 ]

alicia_83

The singer is so cool!
6 |* M- L( y! n7 K' ]; `+ HA 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...
$ y, r! P* r4 E/ K& D* Y* ]+ Y5 EIn fact it's quite good$送花$

goldfish

They dance alone ---Sting

* D+ f, I+ b: R! Q1 p6 V. WWhy are there women here dancing on their own?
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed like stone?
% E& y+ R. a! X7 S) yI 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
/ f8 G  ]( @- Y2 h/ ^! R$ R" mTheir anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
$ |1 g- m3 D5 R/ P# ]/ tThey dance alone They dance alone
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It's the only form of protest they're allowed
7 {  K# O9 d* ]I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
1 v% ~. Y8 U* j3 T- c0 |" xIf they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
Another woman on a torture table what else can they do
2 ^/ @5 [# R/ n: v8 [They're dancing with the missing
7 Z+ b% j, ^$ V, ?3 s3 @4 V0 GThey're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
2 W; k3 {" P$ dTheir anguish is unsaid
% q% |/ }1 P# `* sThey're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
" _9 j% q8 j2 GThey're dancing with their husbands
6 r" e7 \1 q0 i& ~+ _) [They dance alone They dance alone

One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
! t) {4 V" ?* @) R7 k+ fAnd we'll dance
- {% _, i- z' f3 L8 P/ U# COne day we'll dance on their graves
7 m1 a: X' b- w1 E+ c7 nOne day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
" D6 Z, f6 b4 K; A; PAnd we'll dance

3 e& y! z+ o9 D" x8 M) F1 AEllas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
; ^% B+ o2 |& v; l. S. R0 gEllas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia
3 v, I, L2 c$ U! t  F, hDanzan con sus pardres
5 b9 p8 ]: G. S3 D! }: |. @Danzan con sus hijos
" u4 t( t+ R7 s7 JDanzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
" g: P2 U0 h, Z2 X/ mDanzan solas

5 x3 M. _+ O: {( [3 u, x: l! n+ VHey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
No budget for your guns
Can you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
4 E7 h+ \' }: Z2 a0 gThey're dancing with the dead
5 n  O& |% V; k' R9 bThey dance with the invisible ones
They're anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
7 Z( x6 G2 q* RThey dance alone
" z* m3 U- s' i. @7 w+ xThey 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!!