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