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They Dance Alone Lyrics - Nothing Like The Sun - Sting

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 dispise 

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 a torture table what else can they do 

 

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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 

 

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Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos 

Ellas danzan con los muertos 

Ellas danzan con amores invisibles 

Ellas danzan con silenciosa angustia 

Danzan con sus pardres 

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 

They're 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 

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