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Kolonist:
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"It's the eighth century. I am a Mayan girl heading for the jaguar temple in Tikal on the
central American continent."
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Shine down on me, sun of the underworld
Set me free, chase away the night
Proud jaguar, king of the Mayan gods
Shining star, light up the sky
And guide me to the temple of the cat
Heart-of-sky, maker and hurricane
Mighty eye, harvester of life
We were born solely to speak your name
Bring the dawn, we'll praise the sky
Here inside the temple of the cat
Upon his throne the highpriest addressed the crowd
Now carved in stone his holy name
Beads of jade adorn his cotton shroud
His silvery blade on a golden chain
He lies here in the temple of the cat, dead
He will rise again from the temple of the cat
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