They Dance Alone

A             Amaj7       F#m
Why are these women here, dancing on their own.
B                                         A  E
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
A               Amaj7      F#m
Why are the soldiers here, their faces fixed like stone?
B                                   Esus  E
I can’t see what it is that they despise.

Chorus

F#m               A        F#m              A
Dancing with the missing, dancing with the dead.
F#m                   A             F#m                A
They dance with the invisible ones, their anguish is unsaid.
G                  D        G                    D
Dancing with their fathers, dancing with their sons.
E                  Dm6       E           Dm6
Dancing with their husbands, they dance alone.
            E
They dance alone.

Part Two

A                   Amaj7                 F#m
The only form of protest they’re allowed.
B                                  A         E
I’ve seen their silent faces, they scream so loud.
A                           Amaj7  F#m
If they were to speak these words, they’d go missing too.
B                                   Esus               E
Another woman on the torture table, what else can they do?

Chorus

F#m               A        F#m              A
Dancing with the missing, Dancing with the dead.
F#m                   A             F#m                A
They dance with the invisible ones, their anguish is unsaid.
G                  D        G                    D
Dancing with their fathers, dancing with their sons.
E                  Dm6       E           Dm6
Dancing with their husbands, they dance alone.
            E
They dance alone.

Chorus 2

A             D                      Bm            F#m
One day we’ll dance on their graves, one day we’ll sing our freedom.
A             D                 Bm        F#m
One day we’ll laugh in our joy. And we’ll dance.
A             D                      Bm            F#m
One day we’ll dance on their graves, one day we’ll sing our freedom.
A             D                 Bm        F#m
One day we’ll laugh in our joy. And we’ll dance.

Part Three

A                                   D
Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos, danzan con los muertos
Bm                            F#m
Danzan con amores invisibles, con silenciosa angustia
A                      D
Danzan con sus padres, con sus hijos
Bm               F#m
Con sus esposos, ellas danzan solas, danzan solas

Part Four

A          Amaj7     F#m
Hey Mister Pinochet, you’ve sown a bitter crop.
B                                     A                   E
It’s foreign money that supports you, one day the money’s going to stop.
A                 Amaj7     F#m
No wages for your tortures, no budget for your guns.
B                         Esus               E
You think of your mother, dancing with her invisible son.

Chorus

F#m               A        F#m              A
Dancing with the missing, Dancing with the dead.
F#m                   A             F#m                A
They dance with the invisible ones, their anguish is unsaid.
G                  D        G                    D
Dancing with their fathers, dancing with their sons.
E                  Dm6       E           Dm6
Dancing with their husbands, they dance alone.
            E
They dance alone.

Chorus 2

A             D                      Bm            F#m
One day we’ll dance on their graves, one day we’ll sing our freedom.
A             D                 Bm        F#m
One day we’ll laugh in our joy. And we’ll dance.
A             D                      Bm            F#m
One day we’ll dance on their graves, one day we’ll sing our freedom.
A             D                 Bm        F#m
One day we’ll laugh in our joy. And we’ll dance.
          Amaj7            F#m
And we’ll dance, and we’ll dance
          Bm               A
And we’ll dance, and we’ll dance