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Scene III.]

OLLANTA.

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Qqueque maquinri llullu caymanpi
Cullarimpunin
Rucanancuna ttacca cuyñinpi
Rucanancuna (pascacuiñinpi)
Chulluncuy cutin.

Her fingers are like icicles:
As I gazed,
And as she moved them

They gave me joy.

Ollanta.
Ay Cusi Coyllur! Ricsirccanchus cay taquicca Sumayñiquita! Ripullachun cay llaquicca Maytapas quita^[1] Ñocan ccanta chincachiqui Muspallasacña Ñocan ccanta sipichiqui Huañullasacña.	Ah, Cusi Coyllur! I recognize that music, For it describes her beauty; The sorrow it brings back Remains with me. If I should lose thee, I shall go mad; If I should be deprived of thee, I shall die.

Piqui Chaqui.
Sipin punicha Ccoyllurta Manan tutapas canchanchu.	Perhaps they have killed Coyllur, Now the night is dark.

Ollanta.
Ychacca ricsinccan Ynca Ollantaypa chusasccanta Tucuytan tarincca aucanta Tucuytacmi saquerencca.	Perhaps the Ynca knows That Ollanta is absent, That all are his enemies, And have abandoned him.