[Verse 1] In Yucatán’s warm breath I walked, the earth beneath me still, My heart alive with expectancy upon that ancient hill. And then—like a vision from the deep, like a whisper through the veil— Uxmal rose before my eyes, a mirage of stone and tale. [Chorus] Oh, Uxmal, shining white in reigning splendor, A message carved in time so pure and tender. It called to something rooted in my soul, A place that made my scattered spirit whole. Oh, Uxmal… you’re part of my nature. [Verse 2] The stones glowed with the memory of hands from long ago, Echoes of a people whose wisdom seemed to flow. Every corner breathed of ancestors whose voices linger still, And the white light of the temples crowned the valley and the hill. [Chorus] Oh, Uxmal, shining white in reigning splendor, A message carved in time so pure and tender. It called to something rooted in my soul, A place that made my scattered spirit whole. Oh, Uxmal… you’re part of my nature. [Bridge] Standing there, the world fell quiet— Only spirit, stone, and sky. Ancient rhythms stirred within me, Teaching me how to fly. Fulfillment wrapped around my heart Like a long-forgotten prayer, Telling me I’d finally found A truth already there. [Final Chorus] Oh, Uxmal, shining white in reigning splendor, Your timeless grace a sacred, grand defender. The moment felt like destiny unfurled— A union of the soul and ancient world. Uxmal… forever part of my nature.
