Why are there women here dancing on their own?
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Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
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Why are the soldiers here
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Their faces fixed like stone?
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I can't see what it is that they dispise
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They're dancing with the missing
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They're dancing with the dead
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They dance with the invisible ones
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Their anguish is unsaid
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They're dancing with their fathers
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They're dancing with their sons
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They're dancing with their husbands
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They dance alone They dance alone
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It's the only form of protest they're allowed
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I've seen their silent faces scream so loud
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If they were to speak these words they'd go missing too
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Another woman on a torture table what else can they do
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They're dancing with the missing
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They're dancing with the dead
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They dance with the invisible ones
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Their anguish is unsaid
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They're dancing with their fathers
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They're dancing with their sons
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They're dancing with their husbands
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They dance alone They dance alone
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One day we'll dance on their graves
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One day we'll sing our freedom
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One day we'll laugh in our joy
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And we'll dance
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One day we'll dance on their graves
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One day we'll sing our freedom
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One day we'll laugh in our joy
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And we'll dance
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Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
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Ellas danzan con los muertos
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Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
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Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia
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Danzan con sus pardres
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Danzan con sus hijos
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Danzan con sus esposos
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Ellas danzan solas
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Danzan solas
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Hey Mr. Pinochet
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You've sown a bitter crop
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It's foreign money that supports you
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One day the money's going to stop
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No wages for your torturers
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No budget for your guns
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Can you think of your own mother
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Dancin' with her invisible son
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They're dancing with the missing
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They're dancing with the dead
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They dance with the invisible ones
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They're anguish is unsaid
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They're dancing with their fathers
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They're dancing with their sons
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They're dancing with their husbands
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They dance alone
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They dance alone
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They Dance Alone
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