| «It is the 8th century. |
| I am a Mayan girl heading for the Jaguar Temple in
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| Tikal on the
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| Central American continent.»
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| Shine down on me, Sun of the Underworld
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| Set me free, chase away the night
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| Proud Jaguar, king of the Mayan Gods
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| Shining star, light up the sky
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| And guide me to the Temple of the Cat
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| Heart-of-Sky, Maker and Hurricane
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| Mighty eye, harvester of life
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| We were born solely to speak your name
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| Bring the dawn, we’ll praise the sky
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| Here inside the Temple of the Cat
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| Upon his throne the High priest addressed the crowd
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| Now carved in stone his holy name
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| Beads of jade adorn his cotton shroud
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| His silvery blade on a golden chain
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| He lies here in the Temple of the Cat, dead
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| He will rise again from the Temple of the Cat |