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.
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.
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…
