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