Wake Up Dolores

My legs are tired

My face feels hot

Wake up Dolores

Please try to walkOh, sacred nightOur light is dim

We have so far to go

The stones are hard

On this endless roadOh, sacred night

On quetzal plumes

Of dying suns

And purple moons

Oh, sacred nightAs an eagle soars

Our spirits fly

To our gentle rest

Under loving skyOh, sacred night

On quetzal plumes

Of dying suns

And purple moons

Oh, sacred nightOcuiltin

Moyacatla

Otlica

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