Mothers Of The Disappeared

Midnight, or sons and daughters
Were cut down and taken from us
Hear their heartbeat…
Wehear their heartbeat
In the wind
We hear their laughter
In he rain
We see their tears
Hear their heartbeat…
We hear their heartbeat
Night hangs like a prisoner
Stretched over black and blue
Hear their heatbeat…
We hear their heartbeat
In the trees
Our sons stand naked
Trough the walls
Our daughters cry
See their tears in the rainfall

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