[Music: Adolfo Bejarano. Lyrics: Adolfo Bejarano] Eight are its strong pillars Eight are its old clans Palms woven on long beams Its ties as the constellations Four are these levels Each a level is a heaven Four are these heavens One is the secure place The mirror... Usuré... The mirror... Usuré... The mirror... Usuré... The mirror... Usuré... This is the mirror Can you see the reflection? These four physical levels Existing in the underworld Eight are the levels Each a level is a heaven Eight are these heavens Eight are the consciousness The mirror... Usuré... The mirror... Usuré... The mirror... Usuré... The mirror... Usuré... Looking the head in the central pillar It marks the exit route for all the magic This old place is a sacred refuge But is a pa**age to the underworld too The great and majestic domain of Sibú The great and malignant domain of Surá Omnipresence alternation of those gods Converge in this sacred Usuré The great and majestic domain of Sibú The great and malignant domain of Surá Looking the head in the central pillar It marks the exit route for all the magic This old place is a sacred refuge But is a pa**age to the underworld too The mirror... Usuré... The mirror... Usuré... The mirror... Usuré... The mirror... Usuré... This is the mirror Can you see the reflection? These four physical levels Existing in the underworld Eight are the levels Each a level is a heaven Eight are these heavens Eight are the consciousness The mirror... Usuré... The mirror... Usuré... The mirror... Usuré... The mirror... Usuré... "Relentless winds, waters uncontrollable, DuLu tree of creation, threatens to destroy the Usuré, then Sibú, give orders to cut it and joins at the ends and ensures the periphery, reinforcing the magical protection to the Usuré, as round as spheres, protection against the ancestral spirits"