Purini purinki purinchik…
runa tiyasqan pachamanqa
puriqllam hamurqanchik.
Llullu wiqinchikmantaraqmi
kunununuq ninapa qapariyninpi
musquyninchikpa iklliriq takinpi
puriyta qallarirqanchik.
Purisun, purisunhinalla.
Samananchik punchawqa…
La mar-qucha patanpi
aqullam suyawachkanchik.
Huk llaqtaman mitmayqa,
huk simiman hapipakuspa
yapamanta paqarispa rimay qallaykuymi.
Chaynaspapas, astawan mama simiman
astawan ayllu llaqtaman sunquchakuymi.
“Yuyayniy tuta utiruptin
qam kasqaytahina
ñuqa kasqaykitahina
rikchapakuwan.”
Hinaptin makiykiwan haywakuni.
Hinaptin makillaywan chaskikunki.
Huk llakilla, huk pinqaylla, huk runalla.
Chaypis takiyman wischukuykunchik:
“Vidallay vida
suertellay suerte…
Kristal vasuchahina
chullalla vida…
Kristal vasuchahina
chullalla suerte…”
Chirikuq wasi punkupi
qamya tantata mikuchkaspaymi
warmallaraq kaspay
churmichawaq musquyta yuyarirqani:
“Mayu… yuraq pusuquykihina
muyurispa muyurispa
qanwan kuskalla chinkakuyman…
Wayra… yanayasqa alambrehina
sukarispa sukarispa
yupillaypas ripukunman…”
“Beee! Beeee! Beeee!”
Wakchaschay chitaschay:
Wakcha kananchiktaqa
manamá yachakurqanchikchu.
Anchuykamuy asuykamuy
qanwanqa tantapas icha miskinman.
“Beee! Beeee! Beeee!”
Wakchaschay chitaschay:
Tinyachallaypa sunqunpas
kunanqa rumiyarqunñam…
Qipa urqukunapipas
ritisqa ñanllañam waqapakuchkan.
Chayna purisqaypim
saykusqa…
Qunqaymanta
sapallay kasqayta unanchakuykuni.
Llaqtaymanta sapay
aylluymanta sapay
mama simiymanta sapallay.
“Pachaqa awqamanmi tikrakunman
sichus llapa ima riqsisqanchik
chinkaptin” ukuypaq nini.
Hinaptin huk llampu sunqu
quñi pukruchuta qawaykachiwan…
Chaypis ñakayniyta samaykachiyman.
Ritamitay ritamitay
mayu patapi wiñaq ritamitay,
qaqa patapi t’ikaq ritamitay,
k’aspi chakicha kakuspaqa qasamanta ayqiriwaq,
t’ikachaykita pakakuwaq,
puka uyacha purikuwaq.
Ritamitay-ritamitay,
mayu patapi wiñaq ritamitay,
qaqa patapi t’ikaq ritamitay,
yana ñawicha kakuspaqa,
pirlay pirlayta waqakuwaq,
«chilinnn-chilinnn» sut’uykunman,
urpi-yananchis yachaykunman,
urpi-yananchis sabiykunman,
warmiq llakikusqachanta,
warmiq waqakusqachanta.
Ritamitay-ritamitay,
mayu patapi t’ikaq ritamitay,
qaqa patapi t’ikaq ritamitay,
qhantu simicha kakuspaqa,
imataraq rimakuswan,
vidachanchismanta parlakuswan,
pillan t’ipin t’ikanchista,
mayllan ñaqin rurunchista,
chaykunata rimakuswan,
chaykunata parlakuswan.
Kacharpariychay
Yaw yaw ritamita
waqankichus ima,
ama waqaspalla,
chhurchunayukusun,
hampinayukusun.
Yaw yaw ritamita,
ñaqinkichus ima,
ama ñaq’ispalla
suqunanaykusun,
hampinayukusun.
Yaw yaw ritamita
ñaqinkichus ima,
ama ñaq’inpalla,
t’ikariykusunchis,
sunqu nanaytaraq
q’apariykusunchis,
ratama ritamitay.
Tayta inti q’ello
q’ellunmanta tutayaypi
tikrakushiaqtinmi
wayrata mañakurqani
kutimunaykama sutiyki
waqaychananpaq
Tutayaq ñankunatan
hasp’irqani
qanta mashkaspay.
utuskurunapas
qaparimuspanmi
nimuwaran
manan rikunichu.
Manan hayk’aqpas
rikunichu nispa
K’irisqa puriyniytaqmi
salqa puriq chakiyta
churarqan q’alay q’alay
panpaman
manchakuy
sasachakuykunapi
urmanankama
Manaña tukukuq
llakiytaqmi kallpaytapas
tutayachiran.
Kikin hanaq pachapi
yupin saqeq yarqhatapas
hasp’ispaymi
purirqkani qanta
mashkaspay,
saphiykimanta sik’isqa
sumaq raphi.
Chiri paraq rit’inta
aparikuspaytaqmi
lluqsirqani intiwan
kushka. Ichaqa lliwmi
¡Chaniq ch’in!
Tuparqanin chunka,
pachak, waranqa ñoqa
hina puriqkuna
ch’uspanpi upallachisqa
qoqawnin apashaqwan.
Ch’usaqmi ñankuna
pachapas chinkarunmi
Warma weqeywan
qarpasqay purun
t’ikatan mashkashiani
rap’ichanpi kallpaykita
ñoqaq kallapaytawan
churaykuspa
sut’illanta qanta
nimunaypaq:
¡Tarisqaykin!
Wañunaykama
mashkaspapas
¡Tarirusqaykipunin!
I hear the wailing, the train
approaches from far away
honeyed dreams
tormented
carrying me instead to
serpentine, scabrous tracks
Deep in the night, the wailing
vanishes
only the song of the river who speaks
with her seething lashes
like blows that fall upon the soul
come to whisper, relating plunges foretold
Like the very cries of Time
I hear the echoes, the breaths
of my affliction
I search for a path to take flight
to cast off these fetters,
tying me to the void.
Where might I find a love
to hold me fast?
Oh mallow root, mallow root
across these windswept heights,
my lover roams
Once young,
the sun was on the rise
and now,
the sun descends
The clouds advance, the winds they swell
The people come, from sorrows they come
With the rains they come, with the winds they come
and thus, for you, they come
Across the sapphire river, across the Pukara plain
In search of you I shall
walk on, and so, walk on
Near here, chikaylla you might come
So far, karumanta, you can’t wish to flee
Could that be you, just there
behind me?
and me here still searching
for you
And I will go down river
And I will go upriver
Where my love shall I find you?
Traversing the pampas of Oruro
crossing Bolivia
searching,
gathering just dahlias
weeping,
walking
I shall leave Oruro now
my woven aguayo
lost
carrying cloth for all things
what reason to remain?
And high above, Condor
soars
his white shawl tightly tied
above sacred Illimani’s peak
he ascends
Where is it now he is off to?
And so you are my only
And so I am yours only
And so we shall be together
weeping
on
I shall steal you away, leading you
Within my heart, leading you
away…
