Ballade of an Inca King
Saturday, January 2nd, 2010Ah! Leave the gold, wealth and land
Says the Inca King…;
In Spain, they leave the bustling streets,
For sail to Peruvian shores;
The murmur of the gold is sweet,
It glows and glistens like the sun
A mountain of gold, or the grave
Awaits the human, Inca-god…!
Spaniards sing their songs of victory
Where breaks the green Peruvian sea;
Who now, worships the Inca […]