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Why are these women here on their own?
Why is this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is they despise
They're with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is
They're dancing with their fathers
They're with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They
It's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
If they were to speak these words
they'd go missing too
Another woman on the torture table
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 their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
dance
They dance alone
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll our
One day we'll laugh 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 in our joy
And we'll dance
Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores
Ellas danzan con silenciosa
Danzan con sus padres
Danzan con sus
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan
Danzan solas
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've a bitter
It's money that 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 with the
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with sons
They're dancing with their husbands
alone
They
Why is this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is they despise
They're with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is
They're dancing with their fathers
They're with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They
It's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
If they were to speak these words
they'd go missing too
Another woman on the torture table
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 their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
dance
They dance alone
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll our
One day we'll laugh 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 in our joy
And we'll dance
Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores
Ellas danzan con silenciosa
Danzan con sus padres
Danzan con sus
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan
Danzan solas
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've a bitter
It's money that 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 with the
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with sons
They're dancing with their husbands
alone
They
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