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