Mothers of the Disappeared

Midnight, our sons and daughters
Cut down, taken from us
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeatIn the wind we hear their laughter
In the rain we see their tears
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeatNight hangs like a prisoner
Stretched over black and blue
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeatIn the trees our sons stand naked
Through the walls our daughters cry
See their tears in the rainfall