Among all—he has chosen thee,
Putting his eyes on thee
He will increase thy forces
That thou mayest resist his enemies.
Whatever thing may exist
With thy presence it shall cease.
Answer me now
Even when thy heart is appeased.
(Caught as with a lasso.)
Dost thou not desire his daughter,
That maddening Coyllur,
That Cusi, that she may fall.
Refrain from this!
Do not commit this crime.
Keep thy heart from it.
Though she loves thee much,
Do not thus with her soul.
Do not act in this way,
Do not commit this crime,
Showing such ingratitude
In return for great favours!
The Ynca will not suffer it,
For he loves the Coyllur.
If you should speak of it,
His rage will be great.
Are you becoming mad
