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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeMothers Of The Disappeared
Midnight, our sons and daughtersWere cut down and taken from us.Hear their heartbeatWe hear their heartbeat.In the wind we hear their laughterIn the rain we see their tears.Hear their heartbeat, we hear their heartbeat.Night hangs like a prisonerStretched over black and blue.Hear their heartbeatsWe hear their heartbeats.In the trees our sons stand nakedThrough the walls our daughter crySee their tears in the rainfall.
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