I feel the grip of Western greed

Wrapping it’s cheating arms

Around this simple Incan culture

Young people living in social media

Yearning for the bright city lives

Leaving their heritage and language at home

Too seek a so called fortune in the Western world

But the fortune lies here in your Mother Earth

Quilla and Inti show you the way

You worship the land and know it so well

With the Western take over

All will be lost

And Patcha Tata will be left wailing