Oscar number kinsa y arte poéticas
Ñawinchay, mayqin simipi: Runasimi castellano
I
Varios sonidos anunciaban la llegada de Los Altos alazanes de Kurankuni a Waraqo
Y un día galopé de Warkisa a los manantiales de Molino Wayqo
En un caballo del tío Óscar
Esta película es eterna
II
Artepoéticas:
Patan patan puripakuq
Mana riqsisqa
Tuytuq
Mayuman asuykuspa
Asiykuspa
Urmaykaykamuq
Ranra rumi
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Kallanpa
Maymi mamayki
Maymi taytayki
Kallampa
Qatun unquypi
Ñoqayku hina
Sayay sayaychu
Sipascha
Ayrin ayrinchu
Sunqucha
1/18/18 iskay
I
Santuyuqmi nisuptinku
Tankar kichkachallay
Tayta Arguedasllay
Aswan qan yuyariwayku
II
papapas riqcharimunqaña
papapas tukuramunqaña
Ni huqninpas ni wakinpas
Llapan dukturchanuka
opakuna
lonlokuna
tukuy laya hanllakukuna:
ni wakinpas
ni huqninpas
ñoqaykuqa
ñoqanchikllam
kayku
Si pues sipas
Patibamba urayninpi
Huambarqa chutarayachkan
Mana Adelaininta
Aqawasipi aypayta atispa
Imarayku si pues sipas
Siminta
Maski tinaja qayllanpi harawiq kananta
Chakichinki
Wayra umalla rumi patanpi
Llunlullaña
Loqlollaña rimaykustin
Mana uma poesia
Mana runa
Unay uno
Iskay yaku
Qakuchi niñacha
Chicharunniykita munachkani
Chay chaykita
Wankarani kachichayoq
Kachi kachicha
Gustupaqa aswan katillanoman tiqraykusun
ima simipipas
Upallalla
Llullu llullucha
Wayqokunapi takipakuq
Takierto nispalla
Awer niway
Aysariway
Wakachuta
Pikichaki
Tunas qayta
Leche timpu
Waytapallana
hanay orqupi ruwachanki
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Simi
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
Who am I?
I search for my shadow, in the brilliant light
seeing myself, I shudder
and in the silence, I hear
your heart.
In the Sun’s beard
my dreams ignite
in the upper-world colorful ashes
envelop me until night falls.
The mountains’ power
abandons me, callously
with salt-heavy tears
I wash away the trace
of my ephemeral path
Yet my delight is unbounded
dancing, lingering…
So now do you know
who I am?
P’uncayniykipi
Awsankatiq k’awcinmantan1
rit’ita asiricispan
quri inri wac’irimun;
tukuy urkun rikc’arimun
tukuy t’ikan llanllarimun
p’uncayniyki cayamuqtin
Ñuqataqmi anca kusisqa
hatun sunqu napaykuyki,
punamantan apamuyki
huq llawt’uta mat’iykipaq
ichumanta awasqata
yawarniywan minisqata
Tuta pukllaq quyllurmantan
asiyninta p’itimuni
simiykiman curanaypaq;
yuraq ñukñu rit’imantan
waqayninta suwamuni
sunquykita qarpanaypaq
Kawsay sipas t’ika mukmu
amapuni ñawiykipi
wiqi unu rurucuncu
amapuni sunquykipi
llaki phuyu tiyacuncu
kawsay kusi wiñay wata
Beautiful Maiden (Sumac ñusta)
Beautiful maiden
Thy brother
Thine urn
Is now breaking.
And for this cause
It thunders and lightens
Thunderbolts also fall.
But thou, royal maiden
With thy clear waters
Dropping rain
And sometimes also
Will give us hail
Will give us snow
The creator of the world
Pachacamac
Viracocha
For this duty
Has appointed you
Has created you.