Song to Totonicapan
Beautiful «City of Pines»,
chess board,
grow in your divine fields
the wonderful harvest surrounds you from the skies
cellophane drizzle,
They call it «People’s Health»,
cute Totonicapán. Delightful «Chuitamango»
«Cerro de Oro» and «Cushliquel»,
cliffs of Momostenango
more precious than an orchard. San Cristobal, San Francisco
and my San Andrés Xecul…
I sing to you excited
birthplace of Atanasio Tzul. They are the tasty «camuezas»
sweet buds of honey,
they hide great mysteries
the caves of San Miguel.
pottery and weaving
they give you fame, without equal,
and your beautiful women
They are prettier than a wheat field.
Delicious «Chuitamango»
«Cerro de Oro» and «Cushliquel»,
cliffs of Momostenango
more precious than an orchard.
San Cristobal, San Francisco
and my San Andrés Xecul…
I sing to you excited
Birthplace of Atanasio Tzul.
