Enter young Indians dancing, with small drums. Music within.
They sing.
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Ama piscu miccuychu
Tuyallay.34
Ñustallaipa chacranta
Tuyallay.
Manan hina tucuichu
Tuyallay.
Hillucunan saranta
Tuyallay.
Panaccaymi rurunri.
Tuyallay.
Ancha cconi munispa
Ancha (ccari murirpas)
Tuyallay.
Ñucñuracmi ucunri
Tuyallay.
Llulluracmi raphinpas
(Quequeracmi)
Tuyallay.
Huaranccanan hilluta
Tuyallay.
Pupasccayquin ccantapas
Tuyallay.
[Cuchusaccmi silluta]
Tuyallay.
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Bird, forbear to eat,
O my Tuya!
The crop of my Princess,
O my Tuya!
Do not thus rob,
O my Tuya!
The maize which is green,
O my Tuya!
The fruit is soft inside,
O my Tuya!
Though truly the rind is thick,
O my Tuya!
The leaves are tender,
O my Tuya!
Do not perch on them,
O my Tuya!
Do not be very greedy,
O my Tuya!
Or thou shalt be trapped,
O my Tuya!
Thy nails shall be cut,
O my Tuya!
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