Sumaq Urpi
It was sweet my dove,
as honey
to cheqollos.
Perfume kantus,
soft skin.
It was music
of flutes,
Dew wings
over the alb.
Smooth skin
vicuna wool.
His eyes,
black beads.
In pisonay
and the chachacomo.
SumaqUrpi,
in achancaray,
It was cloud of foam,
was love and tenderness.
(Luz Samanez Paz / Apurímac - Peru)