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