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Why are these women dancing on their own?
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their like stone?
I can't see what it is despise
They're dancing with the
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing their fathers
They're dancing their sons
They're dancing their
They dance alone
They dance alone
It's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've their silent faces scream so loud
If they to speak these words
they'd go too
Another woman on the torture
what else can they do
They're dancing with the missing
They're with the dead
They dance the ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their
They're dancing with their
alone
They dance alone
One day we'll dance on their
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll
One day we'll on their graves
One day we'll our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
danzan con los muertos
Ellas con amores
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angistia
Danzan con sus padres
Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas 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
No budget for your guns
Can you of your own mother
Dancin' her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their
They're dancing with husbands
They dance alone
alone
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their like stone?
I can't see what it is despise
They're dancing with the
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing their fathers
They're dancing their sons
They're dancing their
They dance alone
They dance alone
It's the only form of protest they're allowed
I've their silent faces scream so loud
If they to speak these words
they'd go too
Another woman on the torture
what else can they do
They're dancing with the missing
They're with the dead
They dance the ones
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their
They're dancing with their
alone
They dance alone
One day we'll dance on their
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll
One day we'll on their graves
One day we'll our freedom
One day we'll laugh in our joy
And we'll dance
Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
danzan con los muertos
Ellas con amores
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angistia
Danzan con sus padres
Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas 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
No budget for your guns
Can you of your own mother
Dancin' her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the invisible
Their anguish is unsaid
They're dancing with their fathers
They're dancing with their
They're dancing with husbands
They dance alone
alone
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