Lyric They Dance Alone

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 that 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 they 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
danzan con los muertos
danzan con amores invisibles
con silenciosa angustia
Danzan con sus padres
con sus hijos
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