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