Without thee thy father would pine,
Life to him would be dreary and waste.
He seeks for thy happiness, child,
Thy welfare is ever his care.
- (Cusi Coyllur throws herself at his feet.)
Cusi Coyllur. father, thy kindness to me
I feel; and embracing thy knees
All the grief of thy daughter will cease,
At peace when protected by thee.
Pachacuti. How is this! my daughter before me
On knees at my feet, and in tears?
I fear some evil is near—
Such emotion must needs be explained.
Cusi Coyllur. The star does weep before Inti,
The limpid tears wash grief away.
Pachacuti. Rise, my beloved, my star,
Thy place is on thy dear father's knee.
- (Cusi Coyllur rises and sits on a stool by her father. An attendant approaches.)
Attendant. King! thy servants come to please thee.
Pachacuti. Let them all enter.
- (Boys and girls enter dancing. After the dance they sing a harvest song.)
Thou must not feed,
O Tuyallay,[1]
In Ñusta's field,
O Tuyallay.
Thou must not rob,
O Tuyallay,
The harvest maize,
O Tuyallay.
- ↑ The tuya (coccoborus chrysogaster) is a small finch, and tuyallay means 'my little tuya.'
