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Why are these women here dancing on their own?
Why is this sadness in eyes?
Why are the here
faces fixed like stone?
I can't see it is they despise
They're dancing with the
They're dancing with the dead
dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They alone
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
they'd go too
on the torture table
what else can they do
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They with the invisible ones
Their is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're with sons
They're dancing with
They dance
They dance alone
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll in our joy
And we'll dance
One day we'll on their graves
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 invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angistia
Danzan con sus padres
con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan
solas
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money you
One day the money's going to stop
No wages for your
No budget for your guns
Can you think of your own mother
Dancin' her invisible son
They're dancing the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're with fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
dance alone
Why is this sadness in eyes?
Why are the here
faces fixed like stone?
I can't see it is they despise
They're dancing with the
They're dancing with the dead
dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They alone
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
they'd go too
on the torture table
what else can they do
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They with the invisible ones
Their is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're with sons
They're dancing with
They dance
They dance alone
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll in our joy
And we'll dance
One day we'll on their graves
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 invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angistia
Danzan con sus padres
con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan
solas
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money you
One day the money's going to stop
No wages for your
No budget for your guns
Can you think of your own mother
Dancin' her invisible son
They're dancing the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're with fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
dance alone
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