Lyric They Dance Alone (Gueca Solo)

Why are these women here dancing on their own?
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here
Their faces 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 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 protest they re allowed
I ve seen their silent faces scream so loud
If they were 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 missing
They re dancing with the dead
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 husbands
They dance alone
They dance alone

One day we ll dance on their 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 their 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
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 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 your 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 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 husbands
They dance alone
They dance alone