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Ccori llica canti ucupi Ccori (curur) Tucuy llumpac sami ccanpin Ñahuiypa lirpunmi canqui Ñahuiyquipin huanqui huanqui Tucuy Ynticc huachin champin Llipitan llican ñahuiyqui Quechip nayquita quichaspa (Pichu ccaraiquita) Simiquitari pascaspa Pupantacmi samayñiqui Ccanllan canqui yayayquipac Tucuy samin causayhuanpas Ñoccata ricuspa campas Causay huiñay cusinaypac.

And unreel the golden thread within. In thee I have my delight, Thou art the apple of my eye— Thou art to me my eye. Here thou hast the club of the Ynca, And with a look thou commandest it. Who can open thy bosom To discover thy thoughts And secure thy content? Thou art to thy father The only hope of his life. Thy presence is to me A life-time of endless joy.

Cusi Coyllur.
Muchanin huarancca cuti Llampu Yoyay chaquiquita Llantuhuay churiquita Llantuhuay (huarancca mitta) Chincarichun tucuy phuti.	I adore thee a thousand times. [Kneels to the Ynca. Here, O my Father, at thy feet, Oh show favour to thy child, And drive off my sorrows.

Ynca Pachacutec.
Ccan chaquipi, ccan ullpuspa[1]	Thou at my feet! Thou humbled!

1. Ullpuycuspa.