They Dance Alone (Gueca Solo)

 A                  Amaj7 F#m                   B
Why are these women here dancing on their own?
                          B7       Esus4  E  A
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
                     Amaj7
Why are the soldiers here
       F#m                     B
Their faces fixed like stone?
                        B7     Esus4  E  F#m
I can't see what it is they despise
                          A       F#m
They're dancing with the missing
                          A    F#m
They're dancing with the dead
                       A            F#m
They dance with the invisible ones
                   A     G
Their anguish is unsaid
                            D
They're dancing with their fathers
         G                  D
They're dancing with their sons
         E/G#               Ddim7/nr  E
They're dancing with their husbands
           Ddim7/nr             E
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 the torture table
what else can they do


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


Ellas danzan con los desaparecidos
Ellas danzan con los muertos
Ellas danzan con amores invisibles
Ellas danzan con silenciosa angistia
Danzan con sus padres
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
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

{ Now hit the guitar, and double that rhythm! Tough, hey? :) }


Chords used:
A       : x02220
Amaj7   : x02120
F#m     : 244222
B       : x24442
B7      : x21202
Esus4   : 022200
E       : 022100
G       : 320003
D       : xx0232
E/G#    : 422100
Ddim7/nr: 023201




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