The dark purple light rises in the north,A yellow light rises in the east.Then we of the flowers of the earth come forthTo receive a long life full of joy.We call ourselves the Butterfly maidens.Both male and female make their prayers to the east,Make the respectful sign to the Sun, our Creator.The sounds of bells ring through the air,Making a joyful sound throughout the land,Their joyful echo resounding everywhere.Humbly I ask my Father,The perfect one, Taiowa, our Father,The perfect one, creating the beautiful lifeShown to us by the yellow light,To give us perfect light at the time of the red light.The perfect one laid out the perfect planAnd gave to us a long span of life,Creating song to implant joy in life.On this path of happiness, we the Butterfly maidensCarry out his wishes by greeting our Father Sun.The song resounds back from our Creator with joy,And we of the earth repeat it to our Creator.At the appearing of the yellow light,Repeats and repeats again in the joyful echo,Sounds and resounds for times to come.The First People of the First World did not answer her: they could not speak. Something had to be done. Since Spider Woman received her power from Sótuknang, she had to call him and ask him what to do. So she called Palöngawhoya and said, "Call your Uncle. We need him at once."Palöngawhoya, the echo twin, sent out his call along the world axis to the vibratory centers of the earth, which resounded his message throughout the …
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