Chords for Kris Kristoffersen and Chiwoniso Maraire

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[C] _ _ _ _ _ [G] _
_ _ This song is for Leila Alatar and the disappeared ones in Argentina.
[D] _ _ _ _
_ Who killed this woman, this artist, this mother?
Who broke the [A] candle and snuffed out her life?
_ _ Along with her husband and wounded her children
And sauntered away like a [D] beast in the night. _
Not I, said the soldier, I just followed orders
It was my duty to do [A] my job well.
_ Not I, said the leader who ordered the slaughter
I'm saddened it happened, but then [D] war is hell.
_ Not us, said the others who heard of the horror
[A] Turned a cold shoulder on all that was done. _
In all the confusion, a single conclusion
The circle of sorrow has already [D] begun.
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Marie is ten years old
She found a different path as she came home from [A] school one day
_ Suddenly the ground exploded where she stood
And when she awoke [D] they said she'd never walk again
Louis is a child soldier
Had a machete in his hand by the age of [A] thirteen
They brainwashed his sister, now death is his mission
They feels no emotion [D] as his work begins
Sweet, sweet Amanda
Her innocence was stolen on a cold [A] September night
Now she's a girl with a baby to raise
And for them to [D] survive she knows that she must fight _ _ _
And in Argentina, _ straight to the circle on Sundays
Down through the [A] canyons they come
There are names of their mothers and daughters
_ Names of their fathers [D] and sons
_ Stolen away with no warning
_ Never to [G] ever return
_ On El [D] Rio del Muerto
[A] All the [D] bridges are burned
_ [G] Los _ desaparecidos
_ Lost in the [D] darkness alone
_ [A] Gone from the face of the earth
With no trace left behind them to [D] mark with a stone
And [G] the face of Los Olvidados
_ Only [D] survivors recall
But [A]
for the pain and the heartbreak _
Did they [D] matter at all _ _ _
_ OOO _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ Maria _
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_ [D] _ _ _ OOO
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[A] _ [D] _ [G] _ _ _ _
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_ [D] _ _ And [G]
the circle of sadness _ grows with each [D] passing day
[A] That we look aside and defend our own lives
Shutting the voice of reason [D] deep inside
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And the circle of sadness _ grows with each [D] passing day
[A] That we look aside and defend our own lives
Shutting the voice of reason [D] deep inside _
Slowly the circle of sadness _ spins in the Plaza [A] Mayor _
Lonesome remains of the madness and pain in a world long in sight [D] in a war
[G] And the songs of the broke survivors
The arms dancing alone [D] in the dark
The [A]
silence of los olvidados _ _
Like a hole [D] in the heart
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_ [D] _ _ And [G]
the circle of sadness _ grows with [D] each passing day
[A] That we look aside and defend our own lives
Shutting the voice of reason [D] deep inside
[G] _
And the circle of sadness grows with [D] each passing day
[A] That we look aside and defend our own lives
Shutting the voice of reason [D] deep inside
_ Slowly the circle of sadness spins in the [A] Plaza Mayor
_ Lonesome remains of the madness and pain in a world long in sight [D] in a war
_ [G] And the songs of the broke survivors
_ Dancing alone [D] in the dark
[A] The silence of los olvidados
_ Like a hole [D] in the heart _ _ _ _
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[E] _ [G] _ _ [N] _ _ _