Ellas Danzan Solas (Cueca Solas)
Sting
They Dance Alone (Cueca Alone)
?Why are they here, dancing alone?
?Why is there sadness in their eyes?
There are soldiers too
They ignore their pain
Because they despise love
They dance with the dead
Those who are no longer here
Invisible loves
They keep on dancing
They dance with their fathers
Their children too
And with their husbands
In solitude, in solitude
I saw them, silently screaming
There is no other way to protest
If they said something more
Just a little more
Another woman would be tortured
For sure
They dance with the dead
Those who are no longer here
Invisible loves
They keep on dancing
They dance with their fathers
Their children too
And with their husbands
In solitude, in solitude
One day we will dance
Over their graves, free
One day we will sing
While dancing
One day we will dance
Over their graves, free
One day we will sing
While dancing
They dance with the disappeared
They dance with the dead
They dance with invisible loves
With silent anguish
They dance with their fathers
With their children
With their husbands
They dance alone
They dance alone
Hey Mr. Pinochet
Your harvest smells bad
And that money you receive
Will soon run out
You won't be able to buy more weapons
Nor pay your executioners
Imagine your mother
Dancing forever in solitude
They dance with the dead
Those who are no longer here
Invisible loves
They keep on dancing
They dance with their fathers
Their children too
And with their husbands
In solitude, in solitude
