Eternity (Wiñaypacha)

Dear wife! Where are you? Come here!

Wait for me!

Please, give me a hand.

Ok.

This is lovely, beautiful.

Come closer, seat here.

Phaxsi, my wife,

let this be a sacred time.

Willka, my husband,

let this be a sacred time.

Golden jewel, silver jewel...

...this is for you.

Today is your wedding.

Have strength and fill the corral with lot of lambs.

Be always cheerful.

Long live!

Long live fertility!

Hurrah! Hurrah!

Today is Santo Romerito's Day.

Hurrah! Long live fertility!

Long live fertility!

- Santo Romerito! - Hurray! Hurray!

Long live!

Let's celebrate.

“Here is the golden offering. Here is the silver temple.

Come back here, Romeritos. Come back here, spirits.

Here is the golden offering. Here is the silver temple.

Come back here, Romeritos. Come back here, spirits."

Willka, wake up.

Dear, wake up.

What's the matter?

I want us to talk.

I had a bad premonition.

I think our son Antuku has forgotten about us.

What was your dream about?

Is a our son running naked, then he felt into a muddy river.

Oh, no!

That is a bad omen.

Our son...

...he doesn't visit us anymore.

He's gone for so long now.

He must have forgotten us.

If he comes..

...I was thinking,

what would I cook for him?

Willka! Willka!

He fell asleep again.

Let's make porridge.

- Grind some quinoa. - Ok.

- Today we will got he fields to make potato starch. - Ok.

Dear husband!

Dear wife!

Let's have lunch.

I'm coming.

I'm so tired.

If our son Antuku would be here, he'd help us.

I think he will never return.

I think the big city has changed our son.

One day he said:

“Speaking Aymara is embarrassing”. He said that.

How wrong things must be...

that our own son has abandoned us.

I hope the wind will bring him back home.

- I think that is enough. - Ok.

I would like you to knit a new poncho for me.

This poncho is so old.

I'm too old...

...to knit your poncho.

I can't see well anymore.

I can hardly finish this blanket.

It is too old, alright.

Well, I will do my best to knit you a poncho.

Thank you, you can do it.

These fabrics are like us.

The colors must be in harmony...

...so they can co exist well.

So, what color will be my new poncho?

Dear, let's have some coca leaves.

Phaxsi, wake up!

Phaxsi, I'm right here.

I think our son will come soon.

I dreamed about it.

My dreams usually come true.

It's just a dream.

And you never dream about our son?

I never recall my dreams.

Tomorrow we'll go to the road and wait for him.

I have a feeling he will come.

Let's go to sleep. Turn off the lamp.

It looks like our son will never arrive.

What have we done wrong, for him to abandon us?

He's left a long time ago...

...and maybe he thinks we already died.

We still live, and we are waiting for him.

Where will he be? He doesn't show up.

The wind is gone again.

- Have some rest. Come seat. - Ok.

Let's wait for the wind.

My whole body aches.

Youngsters should do this job.

The elderly, we can't do it anymore.

If we don't work,

what are we going to eat?

Mother Phaxsi, you know how

to attract the wind.

This young wind is so lazy.

Young wind, come here!

Miss frost is here!

She says she loves you a lot!

Come back here strong!

Come dancing and blowing!

It worked, it heard you.

It's coming now, look.

- Dear, eat this. - Ok.

Alright, alright.

Tomorrow...

...is Pachakuti's Day.

We will go the sacred mountain.

Yes.

I'm tired.

Dear wife, the day has arrived again...

...and it's a sacred day.

Let's go fast.

Today is the beginning of a new year.

Sun god is moving fast.

Holy Mother Earth,

holy mountains and ancestors,

for this year that is ending,

we offer you this as a token of gratitude.

Like wise, as we begin this new year,

we ask you for our wellness,

for our lives tock and our crops.

Please, take care of our son.

We also ask you to make our son comes back.

Tell our fortune,

pick a message for this year.

Oh!

What's the matter?

It says a misfortune will happen this year.

Besides, death is around us.

I don't want to go yet, I wish to see my son again.

We are running out of matches.

The town is too far.

You will have to go to buy matches.

There's a leak?

Yes, it is dripping.

What you said?

It's dripping, I felt it in my hand.

There must be a hole in the roof.

Hand me a plate, so it will drip here.

Good, good.

Let it drip here.

Oh dear god!

Protect us from this bad augury.

I'm tired.

I'm so tired.

It looks like it will keep raining.

- Get the stairs ready. - Ok.

I'm coming.

Rain, go away!

Phaxsi!

Give me that bunch of straw!

Pull it carefully.

Hurry up, before the sun sets,

cover the hole.

Little Wawa! Come here!

Watch the sheep,

be careful with the fox.

Tomorrow you must go to the town...

...to buy matches.

But it's too far.

Besides, I'm afraid of travelling.

Maybe I can't even go back.

You are still strong.

You will come back.

- Don't forget the matches. - Ok.

Matches, matches, matches.

Matches, matches, matches.

Matches, matches, matches.

Come back soon.