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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 fixed 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
They're dancing their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing their husbands
They dance alone
They dance alone
It's the form of protest they're allowed
I've seen silent faces scream so loud
If they to speak these words
they'd go missing too
Another woman on the torture table
what else can they do
They're dancing with the
They're dancing with the dead
with the ones
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
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
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll in our joy
And we'll dance
Ellas danzan con los
Ellas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angistia
Danzan con sus padres
Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a crop
It's money that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
No budget for your
Can you think of own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the ones
Their is unsaid
They're with fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They dance alone
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their fixed 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
They're dancing their fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing their husbands
They dance alone
They dance alone
It's the form of protest they're allowed
I've seen silent faces scream so loud
If they to speak these words
they'd go missing too
Another woman on the torture table
what else can they do
They're dancing with the
They're dancing with the dead
with the ones
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
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
One day we'll dance on their graves
One day we'll sing our freedom
One day we'll in our joy
And we'll dance
Ellas danzan con los
Ellas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angistia
Danzan con sus padres
Danzan con sus hijos
Danzan con sus esposos
Ellas danzan solas
Danzan solas
Hey Mr. Pinochet
You've sown a crop
It's money that supports you
One day the money's going to stop
No wages for your torturers
No budget for your
Can you think of own mother
Dancin' with her invisible son
They're dancing with the missing
They're dancing with the dead
They dance with the ones
Their is unsaid
They're with fathers
They're dancing with their sons
They're dancing with their husbands
They dance alone
They dance alone
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