Ñawinchay, mayqin simipi: 
Runasimi 
castellano
You see nothing more than two-hundred animals,
identical.
Yet I can recognize each by her laughter.
And yes of course they laugh.
They intertwine their necks with the wind and they dance.
In the desolate, forbidding mountains
on the dark and silent paths
daily we walk together
sometimes they, sometimes I,
lead the march.
Like Bach’s sorrowful hymns
they dissipate…
Sometimes swiftly, sometimes placidly
until upon us, the night descends.
And when the appointed day arrives
to Mother Earth I shall express my gratitude
to my dear animal, my appreciation,
and I will slaughter her.
I won’t waste a single drop of her blood…
Only we know of this exhortation
Only we know who we are
and although we shall cry knowing all of this, so shall we rejoice.
In the silent, distant meadows,
I am a herder.
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.
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…”
Pichinkupa takinta
mana uyarispa
rikchariyta chiqnini.
Ñawiyki mana k’anchaptin,
chilliku mana takiptin,
¿imapaqmi kawsayman?
Manam apachita
ñanniykipi kanichu.
Chusaqpi manam imaypas
ñuqapa kawaqchu.
Kuyakuq miski asnayki
hap’iwaptinpas.
Much’aykikuna k’añawaptinpas
manam imaypas qampa kasaqchu
Titiqaqa mama quca1
hanaq pacaq waqayni qispi umiña
kusi sunqun qhawaykuyki ñawiri hunt’ata
kawsayniytaqmi wayt’arin sumaq sani unuykipi
Sapa p’uncay illariqtinmi
Inti tayta muc’arisunki
quri siminpa yawrayninpitaq
muyuykuqniyki urqukunantin
pukaq’umirraq saniq’illuraq
imasumaqta t’ikaykacanki
Cawpi p’uncay cayamuqtintaq
lirpuman tukun unuyki
rit’i c’ulluyuq apukunaq
uyanku qhawakunanpaq
C’anpiq tutaq p’anpaykusqantaq
yana lliklla hina mast’arikunki
khutu wayrawan aytiykukuspa;
t’uqyaq qhaqyataq lliplliyninwan
q’inqupallayta awarin
k’upacasqa unuykipi
My words cannot conjure the things you do
my idle tongue
writes towards a vanishing
My words cannot enclose all that you are
a trembling of thorns
absolutes exist nowhere
My words are no match for your retreat
give voice to my affliction
say fire
