By:
What is she but wild-fire?
Standing now above foreign peak.
Liar,
for I have seen your gold and it is rock to me.
Tu oro se pierdo, tu oro es piedra
Her hands to the sky,
envuelto en hiedra.
Encuentrame en la cueva,
she speaks alight
But he shuns, he shudders
Él conoce su lugar
No sere un rayo, no voy a brillar
I am wild-man and rock
I am Supay’s delight.
Three-eyed boy with the devil’s tongue
I am grey, unstrung
For there are gods among us.
Una bruja bianca,
hija de Viracocha.
Who says the moon does not burn?
He is Ukha-Pacha,
He is miner’s lung,
He is bones she can hardly discern.
Encuentrame en la fuente,
she speaks despite.
But he dips, delays
He forgets his name.
Soy un minero,
soy un fuego
I am blatant reincarnation.
Blue-eyed boy like the devil hung
I have grown up too young
For there are gods among us.