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Why are these women here dancing on their own?
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed stone?
I can't see it is they despise
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing the dead
They with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're with fathers
They're their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance
They
It's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've seen silent scream so loud
If they were to speak these words
they'd go missing too
woman on the torture table
what else can they do
They're dancing with the
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They alone
One day we'll dance on graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll
One day we'll dance on their
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas con silenciosa angistia
con sus padres
Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan
Hey 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
No budget for
Can you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing the
They're dancing with the
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with husbands
dance alone
They
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed stone?
I can't see it is they despise
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing the dead
They with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're with fathers
They're their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance
They
It's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've seen silent scream so loud
If they were to speak these words
they'd go missing too
woman on the torture table
what else can they do
They're dancing with the
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They alone
One day we'll dance on graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll
One day we'll dance on their
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas con silenciosa angistia
con sus padres
Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan
Hey 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
No budget for
Can you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing the
They're dancing with the
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with husbands
dance alone
They
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