Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
PINK LYRICS
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"Dear Mr. President"
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Dear Mr. President,
( u8 |6 c; O% N  F6 h2 ^Come take a walk with me.
5 G/ J, l& t3 q* t. s* uLet's pretend we're just two people and
9 M/ ~3 H: @) m' {: Z; IYou're not better than me.
I'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly.
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1 H) {8 k; C2 q8 }" a* u3 W' W) fWhat do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
& c3 z2 x0 z- G, R) m* w/ fWho do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
What do you feel when you look in the mirror?
0 A% f$ |- V  o1 {. [2 ?Are you proud?
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0 E5 u+ i$ G# W% E/ Y7 r. EHow do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
1 C* c2 }' ~  s+ z1 ~  P, P; L8 [3 GHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
How do you walk with your head held high?
1 [! o6 O) J. M+ UCan you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
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- v0 L- F0 b' o- Y& g+ H3 FDear Mr. President,
$ B& _5 E! }  @# ]7 f4 t8 ~Were you a lonely boy?
4 Y1 k& V' k+ [3 ~4 ^; J" zAre you a lonely boy?
Are you a lonely boy?
1 J0 \! Y! ?  |- {How can you say
# n* L0 ^; g. Q) f. o/ DNo child is left behind?
4 r# f, ?7 k: wWe're not dumb and we're not blind.
) v2 U% {1 F0 E% F2 q8 zThey'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?
And what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
. g0 E. M: M7 X# Q$ wI 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?
+ `* r0 L' q, DHow do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye?
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, ]0 w+ I% ^# T! bLet me tell you 'bout hard work
) D! c! N' x( ]Minimum wage with a baby on the way
" ]; g& w8 \9 V- ]/ b5 w3 {- BLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
9 W& {: I5 T+ iBuilding a bed out of a cardboard box
  F, \' K4 U) n5 YLet me tell you 'bout hard work
1 v  B7 V- r3 e% F# {' oHard work
# }9 t; n5 c, w& ZHard work
You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
& v. G) B- L( i& EHard work
Hard work
Oh

How do you sleep at night?
How do you walk with your head held high?
5 f5 j7 X1 }: W7 YDear Mr. President,
$ @6 |' [9 ^* D9 l  H( z' l; ?You'd never take a walk with me.
Would you?
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1 Q$ B  P* x- n[ 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,
/ a; K8 g1 w% d6 m8 c0 E$支持$ $支持$ $支持$

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

1 }  |# }% w2 nWhy are there women here dancing on their own?
8 R; o7 ]' `3 J6 n, ?Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
) X! z9 U6 R1 c7 MWhy are the soldiers here
) A3 x6 S0 |, v& G! O! ?Their faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is that they dispise
0 G7 E' @$ M! b5 C' l5 K# vThey're dancing with the missing
; F( w5 _6 b9 r; m; N5 J6 |8 |4 {' nThey're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
1 m- ?0 y7 [8 k" G) r  M& OThey're dancing with their sons
" m8 }! _/ }) w, C) l4 ?0 dThey're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone

) t! w6 u- L. v0 J) T& z# e6 N4 eIt's the only form of protest they're allowed
; @% e+ X) h8 t7 ]9 L, e& u; q. o/ pI've seen their silent faces scream so loud
If they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
9 W& {& t" f9 C& mAnother woman on a torture table what else can they do
2 \7 `, A9 K! {, s4 }1 aThey're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
7 I" W& h3 W  h% {- d5 D7 i3 l- q3 ?: @They dance with the invisible ones
3 }/ G8 T5 E9 g% x* q3 p" B7 PTheir anguish is unsaid
+ N3 w1 ~: v; n- i2 g  P% `' AThey're dancing with their fathers
, s- `- }* V9 S9 |0 {0 LThey're dancing with their sons
4 B' l. j0 S( v) `  r4 S  r3 L; ]They're dancing with their husbands
# ~+ X: M* |2 a# NThey dance alone They dance alone

One day we'll dance on their graves
* w/ i( p$ l3 Z( pOne day we'll sing our freedom
1 z* b6 L1 m0 ?, o8 S! }One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
- \% P9 i; p& o. {1 x4 X1 j1 _# GOne day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
+ E/ v( y" a/ @2 L% |One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance

Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
1 f3 G5 G/ _6 A: yEllas danzan con amores invisibles
9 }( Z8 R* l! {7 I" j! Z* q3 MEllas danzan con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus pardres
Danzan con sus hijos
  \, Y4 V+ T, n+ e. _' ?Danzan con sus esposos
) _8 F# o  q+ u( Y0 B3 F5 q0 aEllas danzan solas
Danzan solas

+ X/ z' a* o3 a$ @  yHey Mr. Pinochet
/ S" S4 Z/ d  cYou've sown a bitter crop
" j2 j+ H2 H( }+ d% Y" nIt's foreign money that supports you
" H( R6 K/ H6 L' V( VOne day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
- d( w% P5 k% VNo budget for your guns
Can you think of your own mother
4 k8 }/ W6 x- \( \5 [6 Z8 dDancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
0 I+ Q, ]1 K3 D: b% {/ U2 G8 {They're dancing with the dead
They 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
/ `$ ?- @( m  T! c4 t9 ~They dance alone
They 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.
. G" Y# Y3 U) a( Sseems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!