We rose in the dawn of the sun's first light
Viracocha shaped us, from clay we came
Breathed life into us in the world's first light
Inca our tribe, Inca our name
We grew in the gold of the sun's first light
Strongest of sinew, bravest of beasts
Our brothers, the puma , the condor in flight
Builder and hunter, farmer and priest

From the mounts in the East to the western sea
We lived by the rule of the God-King's word
Many tribes in their lands did we oversee
In their work for the Inca, the sun-king lord.
From the sea in the west to the eastern hills
We lived by the word of our lord, the sun
With the fruits of our mines, our fields and mills
We gloried our maker, witholding none

We fell in the glare of the sun's first noon
Viracochas shamed us, to slavery we came
With muskets and steel we were humbled soon
Inca our tribe, inca our name
We died in the dusk of the setting sun
Left by our god we were bought and sold
Purchased by the power of the white man's gun
Slaughtered for the sake of the sun king's gold.

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