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