“The chamane calls, the earth answers: the sacred purple maize awakens, gift of the gods to the living.”
Intro – A deep voice, a slow drum, sounds of wind and distant rain
The purple maize fades in the mountain soil...
The chamane calls, the earth must answer...
[Verse 1]
In the high lands where the air is thin,
The sacred corn once grew violet and kin.
But the soil has changed, the color has gone,
The people hunger, the cycle is wrong.
The h-men rises, with tobacco and prayer,
He dances for rain, he dances for air.
[Pre-Chorus]
The jaguar prowls in shadows deep,
The serpent coils where secrets sleep,
The eagle soars on wings of gold,
They watch the chamane, brave and bold.
[Chorus]
Purple maize, blood of the gods, return!
From the mountain heights, let your colors burn.
Chamane sings to the sky, to the rain, to the earth,
Bring back the violet, bring back the birth.
[Verse 2]
He offers the balché, the smoke rises high,
The spirits listen from the endless sky.
The jaguar growls, the serpent hisses low,
The eagle cries, the winds begin to blow.
The clouds gather dark, the thunder replies,
The purple returns under stormy skies.
[Bridge]
The maize god awakens from his ancient sleep,
His blood flows violet, the promise we keep.
The chamane kneels, his heart in the ground,
The cycle turns, the lost is found.
[Chorus Repeat]
Purple maize, blood of the gods, return!
From the mountain heights, let your colors burn.
Chamane sings to the sky, to the rain, to the earth,
Bring back the violet, bring back the birth.
[Outro ]
The purple maize rises, tall in the dawn,
The chamane smiles... the cycle goes on.
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