Beyond the walls of the city a pure sky and a fertile land; the delicacy of your heart like the sound of gentle drops.
Beyond the walls a late afternoon sun tinge in rose your cheeks.
Beyond the walls my incomplete story of you and me.
Beyond the walls of the city a pure sky and a fertile land; the delicacy of your heart like the sound of gentle drops.
Beyond the walls a late afternoon sun tinge in rose your cheeks.
Beyond the walls my incomplete story of you and me.
Qhapaq 