That somebody tell me if they've seen my husband
His name's Ernesto X, he's forty years old
He works as a guard at a car dealership
He was wearing a dark shirt and light pants
He went out the night before last and hasn't come back
And I don't know what to think anymore
Because this hadn't happened to me before
I've spent three days looking for my sister
Her name's Altagracia, same as Grandma
She left work for school
She was wearing jeans and a light shirt
It hasn't been her boyfriend
They don't know about her at the PSN or at the hospital
That somebody tell me if they've seen my son
He's a pre-med student
His name's Agustín and he's a good kid
Sometimes he's stubborn when he speaks his mind
They've arrested him, I don't know which force
Light pants, striped shirt
It happened the day before yesterday
Where do the disappeared go?
Search in the water and in the bushes
And why is it that they disappear?
Why aren't we all the same?
And when does the disappeared come back?
Each time the thought brings him back
How does one talk to the disappeared?
With emotion squeezing inside
Clara, Clara, Clara, Clara Quiñones is my mother's name
She is, she is a soul of God
She doesn't mess with anybody
And they've taken her as a witness
Over a matter that's only with me
And she went to hand me something this afternoon
And now they say they don't know who took her
Last night I heard several explosions
Shotgun and revolver fire
Cars speeding, brakes, screams
Echo of boots in the street
Knocking on doors like gods, broken dishes
They were showing the soap opera
That's why nobody looked outside
Where do the disappeared go?
Search in the water and in the bushes
And why is it that they disappear?
Why aren't we all the same?
And when does the disappeared come back?
Each time the thought brings him back
How does one talk to the disappeared?
With emotion squeezing inside