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Kölë a’tök

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• 1. A Call to the Ancients (04:08)
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  Wandering breeze sings through the mountain
  Whispers of ashes and roots
  The steps of those who came before
  Still mark the weary soil
  
  Gods of the river and thunder
  Guardians of fire and jaguar
  
  Where do your ancient voices echo?
  In what hidden jungle lies your altar?
  The wind repeats your name in the leaves
  The water speaks it on its skin
  But the echoes of long-lost ages
  Fade in the shadow and honey
  
  Lands of gold and sacred stone
  Songs that the dawn forgot
  Idols broken in silent earth
  Centuries of a dreamless sun
  
  Return from the smoke and the wind
  Come back from the pulse of the sea
  Bring your tongue of rain and silence
  Tell us how to heal
  
  For in the glow of the morning
  Your ancient light still gleams
  And in every buried root
  Your fire and love ignite.
• 2. The Last Chant of the Owl (03:49)
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  The Owl sings in the cold shadow
  Its lament shatters the skin of the wind
  An ancient echo, a broken cry
  The voice of a town fading thin
  
  The jungle is silent, its spirit wounded
  IIs rivers dry, its blood turned gray
  Old footprints have been erased
  Oblivion was left on the ground
  
  The ancestors call from within the mist
  Their faces tremble at dawn’s dim light
  But cruel time has buried them deeply
  Their names now lost to endless night
  
  Do you remember us, sons of dust?
  We were root, fire, and drum
  We were mountain, we were ashes
  And now we are only a hum
  
  The Owl weeps, the last witness
  Eternal guardian of what once lived
  And in its song, still lingers softly
• 3. The Guardians of the Mountain (04:13)
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  In the mist, old voices whisper
  Echoes of shadows in the gray winds
  The mountains sing in a sleeping tongue
  An endless sorrow no one sees
  
  Their slopes are cover in moss and rain
  Their veins run deep with rivers wide
  But in their eyes of stone and shadow
  The trace of those who vanished hides
  
  Men once climbed with flaming arrows
  With hunger carved into their skin
  They did not hear the thunder warning
  Nor see the jaguar’s golden grin
  
  The forest hushed its song of life
  The silent breeze refused to cry
  And in the thicket, laughter faded
  Their steps were swallowed by the shadows
  
  Never returned, only silence lingers
  Haunting the peaks where they were lost
  And elders still leave humble offerings
  For those the mountain took as cost
• 4. The Tears of Sulá (02:47)
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  There in the sky, pale and alone
  Sulá wanders in her eternal walk
  Trapped in shadows, a silent sorrow
  A white lament over the sea
  
  Her sad eyes look at the earth
  Where her song used to be
  But men, blind and deaf
  Forget her voice, let her cry
  
  Her tears fall like a wandering river
  Silver threads go through the forest
  Kissing the leaves, touching the stones
  Cold whispers in the darkness
  
  Sometimes she shines with golden light
  As if she still wanted to speak
  But soon the darkness drowns her light
  And she hides behind the pale sea
  
  Oh, sweet moon, mother of the night
  Who remains alone in your silence
  Perhaps one day we will hear your pain
  And you will no longer cry in solitude
• 5. El lamento del jaguar (03:12)
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  Corrí entre sombras, ansié la gloria
  Quise ser grande, domar la selva
  Pero la noche, fría y silenciosa
  Selló mi alma
  
  Vi sus ojos, brasas ardientes
  Voz de trueno me habló sin miedo
  No escuché, disparé mi flecha
  Mas no fue sangre lo que cayó
  Fue mi sombra, fue mi carne
  Fue mi voz
  
  Ahora mi piel es oro y manchas
  Mis manos, garras, mis gritos, rugidos
  Y en cada noche busco mi nombre
  Pero el viento ya no lo quiere decir.
  
  Camino solo, maldición errante,
  Presa de dioses que no perdonan
  ¿Quién soy ahora? Solo un susurro
  Un eco triste en la selva rota.
• 6. Kölë a’tök (05:33)
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  We were forests, rivers, and mountains
  A fiery breeze, ancestral song
  We were voices in the density
  Dancing shadows beneath the old trees
  
  The moon spoke, the wind listened
  The jaguar watched with the eyes of the sun
  The earth was a mother, the water, its blood
  And the thunder its great creator's cry
  
  Our drums beat at dawn
  Old spells floated in peace
  But strange faces came
  With iron and hunger to tear out
  
  They burned names, broke the sky
  Silenced the echo of the great Sibö
  And exile remained in our veins
  Shorn roots in a sea of pain
  
  Even at night the jungle murmurs
  The dead sing among the leaves
  Because the earth never forgets
  And with each sprout it returns its course
  
  Ancient, strong, hidden roots
  Await the day of rebirth
  When the winds bring their language
  And memory burns again
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