They Dance Alone

[Verse 1]

Why are there 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

[Chorus]

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

[Verse 2]

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 a torture table... what else can they do?

[Chorus]

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

[Post-Chorus]

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

[Spoken: Rubén Blades]

Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos

Danzan con los muertos

Danzan con amores invisibles

Con silenciosa angustia, danzan con sus padres

Con sus hijos, danzan con sus esposos

Ellas danzan solas, danzan solas

[Verse 3]

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

Dancing with her invisible son

[Chorus]

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

[Post-Chorus]

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

[Outro]

And we'll dance...

And we'll dance...

And we'll dance...