Inca Terra

Lyrics

Whirling birds of fire feathers fly The Cloud Forest raindrops glistening in the sky Through the mountain peaks I hear a cry A girl leaps from the rocks, I see her puma eyes Taking on the moon Waiting for her chance Reaching for the sun Moving in a trance From a serpent's mouth the water flows Cascading to the sacred valley deep below Through the rocks she spirals on her way Her steps now lead me closer to the drums that play Taking on the moon Waiting for her chance Reaching for the sun Moving in a trance