La ñusta me despertó
Suspiro eres
hija del sol.
Regresa a tu hogar
Cerca al rio
que se deriva al mar.
Regresa a tu templo
que admira el sol
Protegida de todo mal.
Las montañas y nubes
se besan
Testigos del matrimonio
de la luna y sol.
Duerme al compass
de los pájaros.
Las flores te guían
Sube
Sube
Aun es temprano
el sol no ha
aparecido
El
los espejos
miras al sol
y miras a ti
Eres esposa del Inca
Regresa a tu trono
Regresa a tu reino.
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Yesenia Guerra 
The Unfolding
Made me work for this one… (Thank you, Bing Translator! 🙂 I think the translation was rough, but still I really like it. Powerful.
YG_poeting
Poetry translations are tough. I’m glad you were able to still get its message. Thank you for your comment.
thorsaurus
I didn’t want to translate this. It might change its meaning. (Ironic, huh?)
YG_poeting
Poetic translations are hard. Things get lost in translation. Try my Machu Picchu poem in English. When I write about a topic its different in each language.