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Flower of Marigold
It is so true
That you are natural, little girl
We are Purepechas, little mother
We will never be tired of nurturing
The marigold flower
Rejoice rejoice, little mother
Awaiting for the light rain
We are Purepechas, little mother
And we will never be tired of nurturing
The marigold flower
