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Why are you here, dancing alone?
Why is there sadness in their eyes?
There are soldiers too, they ignore their pain
Why do they despise love?
They dance with the dead, those who are no longer here
Invisible loves, they never stop dancing
They dance with their parents, their children too
And with their husbands, in solitude, in solitude
I saw them scream in silence
There is no other way to answer
If they left something more, just a little more
Another woman would be tortured, security
They dance with the dead, those who are no longer here
Invisible loves, they never stop dancing
They dance with their parents, their children too
And with their husbands, in solitude, in solitude
One day we will dance on their free graves
One day we will sing while we dance
One day we will dance on their free graves
One day we will sing while we dance
They dance with the disappeared
They dance with the dead
They dance with invisible loves
With silent anguish
They dance with their parents
With their children
With their husbands
They dance alone, they dance alone
Hey, Mr. Pinochet, your crops stink.
And that money you receive will soon be gone.
He will not be able to buy more weapons, nor pay his executioners.
Imagine your mother always dancing alone
They dance with the dead, those who are no longer here
Invisible loves, they never stop dancing
They dance with their parents, their children too
And with their husbands, in solitude, in solitude
One day we will dance on their free graves
One day we will sing while we dance
One day we will dance on their free graves
One day we will sing while we dance
When dancing, when dancing, when dancing
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