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