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