Music
PLAYING FOR CHANGE
PFC Partners with the ICRC for the International Day of the Disappeared.
MUSIC FROM AROUND THE WORLD
Chantal Bitar - لا ضليت ولا فليت (YOU DIDN'T STAY NOR DID YOU LEAVE)
A song by the Committee of the Families of the Kidnapped and Disappeared in Lebanon, dedicated to all those who are missing and have been forcibly disappeared.
You didn’t stay nor did you leave -
You didn’t stay nor did you leave
And your clothes are still at home
Asking me about you everyday
Where on Earth did you disappear?
You didn’t stay nor did you leave
and your clothes are still at home
Asking me about you every day
Where on earth did you disappear?
Your face, your voice, you’re fully here
They never fainted, never
And your beautiful laugh is on my mind
And in darkness, your eyes are the light…
Rebeca Lane - Así te buscaré
Así te buscaré" is a song for all the missing people by the collective "Buscadoras Guanajuato". Lyrics by Fabrizio Lorusso.
Every night I dream of you Todas las noches te vuelvo a soñar
Despite what they may say
Pese a lo que digan
I never stop waiting
No dejo de esperar
Tomorrow I will dream too, just like yesterday
También mañana soñaré,
Igual que ayer
That's how I will look for you (That's how I will look for you)
Así te buscaré (Así te buscaré)
Every night I dream of you
Todas las noches te vuelvo a soñar
Despite what they may say
Pese a lo que digan
I never stop waiting
No dejo de esperar
Tomorrow I will dream too, just like yesterday
También mañana soñaré, Igual que ayer
Sting - They Dance Alone (Cueca Solo)
A tribute to the "Mothers of the Plaza de Mayo," a group of Argentine women who protested the disappearance of their children during the Dirty War in Argentina in the 1970s and 1980s.
Why are there women here dancing on their own?
Why is there this sadness in their eyes?
Why are the soldiers here?
Their faces fixed like stone?
I can't see what it is that they despise
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...
U2 - Mothers of the Disappeared
A hymn to the mothers of children who disappeared during Argentina's Dirty War in the 1970s and 1980s.
Midnight, our sons and daughters
Cut down, taken from us
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat
In the wind we hear their laughter
In the rain we see their tears
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat
Night hangs like a prisoner
Stretched over black and blue
Hear their heartbeat
We hear their heartbeat
In the trees our sons stand naked
Through the walls our daughters cry
See their tears in the rainfall.
Ruben Blades - Desapariciones
A hard-hitting song about enforced disappearances in Latin America.
Please tell me if you've seen my husband
Que alguien me diga si ha visto a mi esposo
The lady was asking
Preguntaba la Doña
His name is Ernesto X, he's forty years old
Se llama Ernesto X, tiene cuarenta años
He works as a guard in a car business
Trabaja es celador en un negocio de carros
He was wearing a dark shirt and light pants
Llevaba camisa oscura y pantalón claro
He left the night before last and hasn't returned, and I don't know what to think anymore
Salió anteanoche y no ha regresado, y no sé ya qué pensar
This has never happened to me before
Pues esto antes no me había pasado
I've been searching for my sister for three days
Llevo tres días buscando a mi hermana
Her name is Altagracia, same as our grandmother
Se llama Altagracia, igual que la abuela
She left work to go to school
Salió del trabajo pa' la escuela
She was wearing jeans and a white shirt
Tenía puestos unos jeans y una camisa blanca
It wasn't her boyfriend. The guy is at home
No ha sido el novio. El tipo está en su casa
They don't know anything about her at the police station or the hospital
No saben de ella en la PSN, ni en el Hospital
Please tell me if you've seen my son
Que alguien me diga si ha visto a mi hijo
He's a pre-med student
Es estudiante de Pre Medicina
His name is Agustin and he's a good kid
Se llama Agustín y es un buen muchacho
Sometimes he's stubborn with his opinions...
A veces es terco cuando opina...
Dance & Theatre
Peru: Good news for missing loved ones
Teófila, Roberta, Alberta, Fernandina, Matilde and Sofía lost family members to armed violence that swept through the district of Accomarca, in the Peruvian region of Ayacucho, in 1985.
But in six short dance videos, posted on social media, they have told their missing loved ones what they had not been able to tell them for more than three decades. After such a long time, they had a lot to say.
Allin Willakuykuna (Buenas Noticias)
Dance is a way of expressing what cannot be said with words. This is how the members of the National Association of Relatives of Kidnapped, Detained, and Disappeared Persons of Peru (ANFASEP) have understood it. They organized and took part in an artistic performance, conceived as a ritual that reinterprets the traditional celebration of the Day of the Dead.
