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My legs are tired My face feels hot. Wake up Dolores, Pease try to walk. Oh sacred night. Our light is dim We have so far to go. The stones are hard on this endless road. Oh sacred night. On quetzal plumes. Of dying suns and purple moons. Oh sacred night. As an eagle soars our spirits fly to our gentle rest under loving sky. Oh sacred night (chant) Ocuiltin Moyacatla Otlica Auh in caltech. |