Dear Mr. President

celinedeng

http://youtube.com/v/6DEh0eSpNvY
PINK LYRICS
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"Dear Mr. President"
(feat. Indigo Girls)
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: P; V# H" ]4 m+ {8 @) r& K9 }5 ?6 fDear Mr. President,
Come take a walk with me.
Let's pretend we're just two people and
. F- e( m0 P; C4 oYou're not better than me.
I'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?
- L5 T: L* G/ `1 e8 OWhat do you feel when you look in the mirror?
$ I- }: ?6 E8 W& }4 ^- u0 iAre you proud?

, Z; h* V; O8 t4 {( [" gHow do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
& f/ m2 G0 q$ p2 c  U" [0 dHow do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
8 }- V, K9 y6 Y- \1 E2 vHow do you walk with your head held high?
Can you even look me in the eye
And tell me why?
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+ w3 ~. Y# P. c. c( SDear Mr. President,
Were you a lonely boy?
. o. U' t  D5 D% v! D* b/ UAre you a lonely boy?
" j4 y2 ]* t9 c; y9 hAre you a lonely boy?
How can you say
" [8 F5 B; ~  e6 w1 R. o& N( wNo child is left behind?
We're not dumb and we're not blind.
They're all sitting in your cells
While you pave the road to hell.
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* D4 s0 E& _; U8 |) TWhat kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away?
2 h! F+ ^: I6 M3 f5 eAnd what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay?
# g/ ~! Q* l2 W# Y3 @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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: Y! l  b0 S; R# u/ ?How do you sleep while the rest of us cry?
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye?
5 M2 R. v$ {1 C7 l, F& THow do you walk with your head held high?
* ~2 ^& ~& F1 W& |& ICan you even look me in the eye?
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) V* _& d# r9 M- O# ZLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Minimum wage with a baby on the way
; q5 k3 T& s6 l* cLet me tell you 'bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
( i5 t- C1 C* L8 {& ]Building a bed out of a cardboard box
Let me tell you 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
5 M  e/ a6 `; V  Q& Z$ ]You don't know nothing 'bout hard work
Hard work
Hard work
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How do you sleep at night?
3 b( \+ U# ]' MHow do you walk with your head held high?
Dear Mr. President,
( H9 U% U% l  d  X) yYou'd never take a walk with me.
+ W% N1 v1 l' @Would you?
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' L; W+ Z- ]  N! x8 L[ 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...
0 l3 e& F: E( D. S8 s" D% PIn fact it's quite good$送花$

goldfish

They dance alone ---Sting

Why are there women here dancing on their own?
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Why are the soldiers here
' X% [/ Q6 l/ s4 o' G! ?1 D9 F; |Their faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is that they dispise
! p5 K4 |$ ~( g) Y, T' pThey're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
. {0 C( w' W5 s% b  D$ g. @They dance with the invisible ones
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They're dancing with their fathers
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They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone They dance alone
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% ~6 K3 m' X9 i1 J6 pIt's the only form of protest they're allowed
8 W4 c: k% r5 t% c: {! o9 fI've seen their silent faces scream so loud
) k% W: U& q2 L: G/ A$ T/ I. M$ }If they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
5 }4 b) J$ E, C) V2 u2 t, W1 oAnother woman on a torture table what else can they do
8 M& m  r+ N' u( I) c$ [8 e4 Q. VThey're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
! U9 K3 a4 p5 V' ZTheir anguish is unsaid
: g3 U5 O8 E) P- V9 b) ?They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
2 C* W- C% L& `3 b0 H+ LThey dance alone They dance alone

One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
8 y9 h9 f1 X7 a/ Z+ z2 dOne day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
% _5 J2 i( z# B, KAnd we'll dance

Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
" g+ _7 d- ~+ l1 GEllas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia
9 t* `  f  k- [* A2 Z* ]8 ?2 j# JDanzan con sus pardres
( c; N' M5 B4 V+ L+ a3 |4 }$ SDanzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
% ]: c) e5 U4 |: F" E) |) p; b2 k" SEllas danzan solas
Danzan solas

, d# U. j4 R. T' DHey Mr. Pinochet
( j/ H5 @9 a/ E4 B, V0 V" RYou've sown a bitter crop
. ]1 R+ c  y* ^! Q! G: _1 R. L  bIt's foreign money that supports you
0 T+ b1 I6 b2 m( H, LOne day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
3 s/ N1 L  z2 J2 }7 eNo budget for your guns
Can you think of your own mother
8 W' E# C2 L8 I2 V  aDancin' with her invisible son
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They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
- C0 f8 j# y5 x; \They're anguish is unsaid
/ r/ P- A  U% bThey're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
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.
- T& ]" W9 T/ |- t( h  ]' n4 A7 Tseems what our vanity fair  merely care is money, what a simple life they are leading!!