It is the 8th century. I am a Mayan girl heading for the Jaguar Temple in Tikal on the central American continent
Shine down on me, Sun of the Underworld!
Set me free, chase away the night!
Proud Jaguar, king of the Mayan Gods,
Shining star, light up the sky!
And guide me to the Temple of the Cat!
Heart-of-Sky, Maker and Hurricane,
Mighty eye, harvester of life,
We were born solely to speak your name!
Bring the dawn, we'll praise the sky!
Here inside the Temple of the Cat!
Upon his throne the High priest addressed the crowd.
Now carved in stone, his holy name.
Beads of jade adorn his cotton shroud.
His silvery blade on a golden chain.
He lies here in the Temple of the Cat - dead!
He will rise again from the Temple of the Cat!
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