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Why are these women here dancing on their own?
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the here
Their faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is despise
They're with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with husbands
They dance alone
They alone
It's the only of protest they're allowed
I've their silent faces scream so
If they were to speak these
they'd go missing too
woman on the torture
what else can they do
They're with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance the invisible ones
anguish is unsaid
They're dancing their fathers
They're dancing their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They dance alone
One day we'll on their
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll in our joy
And we'll dance
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas con los muertos
danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angistia
Danzan con sus
Danzan con sus hijos
con sus esposos
danzan solas
Danzan solas
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've a bitter crop
It's foreign money that you
One day the money's going to stop
No for your torturers
No for your guns
Can you of your own
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
They're with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They alone
They dance alone
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the here
Their faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is despise
They're with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with husbands
They dance alone
They alone
It's the only of protest they're allowed
I've their silent faces scream so
If they were to speak these
they'd go missing too
woman on the torture
what else can they do
They're with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance the invisible ones
anguish is unsaid
They're dancing their fathers
They're dancing their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They dance alone
One day we'll on their
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll in our joy
And we'll dance
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas con los muertos
danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angistia
Danzan con sus
Danzan con sus hijos
con sus esposos
danzan solas
Danzan solas
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've a bitter crop
It's foreign money that you
One day the money's going to stop
No for your torturers
No for your guns
Can you of your own
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
They're with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They alone
They dance alone
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