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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 with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're their sons
They're with their husbands
They dance alone
They alone
It's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've their so loud
If they were to speak these words
they'd go missing too
Another woman on the torture table
what else can they do
They're dancing the missing
They're with the
They the invisible
is unsaid
They're dancing with their
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
dance
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
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 con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
danzan con silenciosa angistia
con sus padres
Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
danzan solas
Danzan solas
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've a bitter crop
It's that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
No budget for your guns
Can you of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're with the missing
They're with the
They dance the invisible
is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're their husbands
They alone
They dance
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 with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're their sons
They're with their husbands
They dance alone
They alone
It's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've their so loud
If they were to speak these words
they'd go missing too
Another woman on the torture table
what else can they do
They're dancing the missing
They're with the
They the invisible
is unsaid
They're dancing with their
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
dance
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
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 con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
danzan con silenciosa angistia
con sus padres
Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
danzan solas
Danzan solas
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've a bitter crop
It's that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
No budget for your guns
Can you of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're with the missing
They're with the
They dance the invisible
is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're their husbands
They alone
They dance
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