Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
/ S1 b  J8 w2 _/ ePINK LYRICS

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

Dear Mr. President,
: G' \5 o- W( P+ c9 \" K! y, ^Come take a walk with me.
7 _) F  t/ j4 N/ O. ~" T( |- _) ZLet's pretend we're just two people and
' l8 Z  U( ]/ t; {2 S" ~You're not better than me.
% F' \: S; a1 w) M& l# xI'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?
. b# X& w4 E- L$ l- H6 Q5 qWho do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
! y7 G4 ^# ]! KWhat do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

# N1 C5 s/ B5 ~/ K1 {  zHow 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
* z& m5 N; Q. B; i$ [And tell me why?
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$ i$ z2 b% Q$ k6 d; BDear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
7 G" l5 \; G9 Y7 hAre you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
) u5 R! W  S" a! ?How can you say
! B5 n, K% P9 @  bNo child is left behind?
3 ?! Y. n7 A( m) z6 K" G6 nWe're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
7 C6 Q! d% F) |While you pave the road to hell.

What kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
  D4 M/ D0 i* J7 S2 oAnd 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.

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
4 I% B- v) [6 J0 [3 M7 _- pHow 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?
8 C2 \+ h7 F$ s2 x5 l/ j
0 p' N% [2 b& F1 S6 ?) ^! |$ O$ rLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
/ h3 U+ ?/ J7 K' \0 sLet me tell you 'bout hard work
  N& `' d# B6 b4 v7 MRebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
3 m- t% d0 r- {Let me tell you 'bout hard work
7 Z$ p' f" R4 @, I' {Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
. w. e; F' ]" r- r. u& k5 \. JHard work
Oh
" t; O. @3 m( l, p
/ F' {7 k: n" ^5 x, K7 fHow do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
) E) A4 V- S5 xDear Mr. President,
/ r1 k) @/ Y9 ~1 Z" O) oYou'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?

[ 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...
In fact it's quite good$送花$

goldfish

They dance alone ---Sting
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- E, q  j' q# A$ @5 e+ t& U) xWhy 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?
9 L- f9 ~. B- c; D: u% q3 T# oI 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
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
3 ~/ d! D- ~  ^5 }# lThey're dancing with their husbands
! L5 M: \' _0 XThey dance alone They dance alone
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It's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
6 u" [: [* v2 }  \% x; YIf they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
$ G. W3 [* Q0 ^  a5 [8 [Another woman on a torture table what else can they do
They're dancing with the missing
/ C' p& P5 g9 u2 \- z, {They're dancing with the dead
' C. n* ~$ j/ y! @: H" NThey dance with the invisible ones
3 j) X: w8 \8 D* XTheir anguish is unsaid
& d7 H7 G% U( _# r2 q- KThey'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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One day we'll dance on their graves
( [2 Q9 Y! g5 z$ X4 T& vOne day we'll sing our freedom
) ^% N4 H- y" B- v: h$ I/ tOne day we'll laugh in our joy
1 o4 ~( }% _# N0 ^And we'll dance
) J+ C) ]9 s8 s2 H" L/ uOne day we'll dance on their graves
; i% M, F# T  q7 t% zOne day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
1 c! x2 p/ l$ z; ?& g* s
Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
" j: G. J4 t* tEllas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
/ _0 b5 H8 F3 w9 C5 R8 M4 wEllas danzan con silenciosa angustia
! n9 @: K! G4 E9 EDanzan con sus pardres
. I: T( T, P! o# x6 s: VDanzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
2 Q0 Z. ]3 }0 h4 \0 vEllas danzan solas
6 x5 \! G+ w" ~9 WDanzan solas
6 N) x; C# _5 v- r
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
2 O: K  B  {# W" g- r5 V; l* x8 qIt's foreign money that supports you
6 S1 ^) x/ {0 t5 cOne day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
# w% ~( |$ U) h' D8 PNo budget for your guns
Can you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
, s) d3 y4 |& C. ?They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
9 P1 q7 C% `/ |, T2 [: kThey're anguish is unsaid
6 {  H8 n- z( y  z6 s6 e0 t5 O2 wThey're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
+ E  {6 C! E' R+ w5 {! I' \  t+ BThey 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!!