Ellas Danzan Solas (Cueca Solas)

They Dance Alone (Cueca Alone)

Ellas Danzan Solas (Cueca Solas)

?Why are they here, dancing alone??Por que estan aqui, danzando solas?
?Why is there sadness in their eyes??Por que hay tristeza en sus miradas?
There are soldiers tooHay soldados tambien
They ignore their painIgnoran su dolor
Because they despise lovePorque desprecian el amor
They dance with the deadDanzan con los muertos
Those who are no longer hereLos que ya no estan

Invisible lovesAmores invisibles
They keep on dancingNo dejan de danzar
They dance with their fathersDanzan con sus padres
Their children tooSus ni?os tambien
And with their husbandsY con sus esposos
In solitude, in solitudeEn soledad, en soledad

I saw them, silently screamingYo las vi, en silencio gritar
There is no other way to protestNo hay otra manera de protestar
If they said something moreSi dijeran algo mas
Just a little moreSolo un poco mas
Another woman would be torturedOtra mujer seria torturada
For sureCon seguridad

They dance with the deadDanzan con los muertos
Those who are no longer hereLos que ya no estan
Invisible lovesAmores invisibles
They keep on dancingNo dejan de danzar
They dance with their fathersDanzan con sus padres
Their children tooSus ni?os tambien
And with their husbandsY con sus esposos
In solitude, in solitudeEn soledad, en soledad

One day we will danceUn dia danzaremos
Over their graves, freeSobre sus tumbas, libres
One day we will singUn dia cantaremos
While dancingAl danzar
One day we will danceUn dia danzaremos
Over their graves, freeSobre sus tumbas, libres
One day we will singUn dia cantaremos
While dancingAl danzar

They dance with the disappearedEllas danzan con los desaparecidos
They dance with the deadDanzan con los muertos
They dance with invisible lovesDanzan con amores invisibles
With silent anguishCon silenciosa anustia
They dance with their fathersDanzan con sus padres
With their childrenCon sus hijos
With their husbandsCon sus esposos
They dance aloneEllas danzan solas
They dance aloneDanzan solas

Hey Mr. PinochetHey Mr Pinochet
Your harvest smells badSu siembra huele mal
And that money you receiveY ese dinero que recibe
Will soon run outPronto se terminara
You won't be able to buy more weaponsNo podra comprar mas armas
Nor pay your executionersNi a sus verdugos pagar
Imagine your motherImagine a su madre
Dancing forever in solitudeDanzando siempre en soledad
They dance with the deadDanzan con los muertos
Those who are no longer hereLos que ya no estan

Invisible lovesAmores invisibles
They keep on dancingNo dejan de danzar
They dance with their fathersDanzan con sus padres
Their children tooSus ni?os tambien
And with their husbandsY con sus esposos
In solitude, in solitudeEn soledad, en soledad