Qosqollay

Qosqollay

Beautiful sacred valley of the Incas
its garden of my ancient race (repeat)
In these simple verses, greets you
a qarawiku sarachallay kantutallay (repeat)
How my soul rejoices when
the dawn breaks, awakening of Tayta Inti (repeat)
In your cornfields and valleys, today is reborn
a new man Sarachallay Kantutallay (repeat)
What magic your temples hold
Koricancha and Machu Picchu
white stone, black stone (repeat)
The dream of my nostalgia
hope of another life
sarachallay kantutallay (repeat)

How many sweats and sorrows your fields
have endured old and new evils (repeat)
but when drinking from your knowledge other eyes
will dream of you, sarachallay kantutallay (repeat)
In your flutes and guitars
qosqollay lives in my song
in your harps and charangos
Mother Earth embraces me
Mother Earth embraces me (repeat)