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Why are women here dancing on own?
Why is there this sadness in eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces like stone?
I can't see it is they despise
They're dancing the missing
They're with the dead
dance with the ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They dance alone
It's the only form of they're allowed
I've seen their silent 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 with the dead
dance with the invisible
Their is unsaid
They're dancing their fathers
They're dancing their
They're dancing with husbands
They dance alone
dance alone
One day we'll on 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 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
con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
con silenciosa angistia
con sus padres
Danzan con sus
Danzan con sus
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
No budget for guns
Can you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They alone
Why is there this sadness in eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces like stone?
I can't see it is they despise
They're dancing the missing
They're with the dead
dance with the ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They dance alone
It's the only form of they're allowed
I've seen their silent 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 with the dead
dance with the invisible
Their is unsaid
They're dancing their fathers
They're dancing their
They're dancing with husbands
They dance alone
dance alone
One day we'll on 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 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
con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
con silenciosa angistia
con sus padres
Danzan con sus
Danzan con sus
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a bitter crop
It's foreign money that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
No budget for guns
Can you think of your own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They alone
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