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Why are these women dancing on their own?
Why is sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
fixed stone?
I can't see what it is they despise
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the ones
Their anguish is
They're dancing with fathers
They're dancing their sons
They're dancing their husbands
They alone
They dance alone
It's the only form of they're allowed
I've seen their silent faces so loud
If to speak words
they'd go missing too
Another woman on the torture
what 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 with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
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
con los muertos
Ellas con amores invisibles
Ellas con silenciosa angistia
Danzan con sus padres
Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus
danzan
Danzan
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign that you
One day the money's to stop
No wages for torturers
No budget for your guns
Can you of your own
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're with the missing
They're with the dead
They dance with the invisible
Their anguish is unsaid
They're with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They dance alone
Why is sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
fixed stone?
I can't see what it is they despise
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the ones
Their anguish is
They're dancing with fathers
They're dancing their sons
They're dancing their husbands
They alone
They dance alone
It's the only form of they're allowed
I've seen their silent faces so loud
If to speak words
they'd go missing too
Another woman on the torture
what 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 with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
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
con los muertos
Ellas con amores invisibles
Ellas con silenciosa angistia
Danzan con sus padres
Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus
danzan
Danzan
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign that you
One day the money's to stop
No wages for torturers
No budget for your guns
Can you of your own
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're with the missing
They're with the dead
They dance with the invisible
Their anguish is unsaid
They're with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They dance alone
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