Introduction
totally clear, totally natural, feeling dew and the cold air on my body, what an emotion, what a sensation, excitement, I loved this set, I loved doing, I love myself, I love you, thank you for all the support, I never thought I would get here , and follow my dream; or one day be part of SG as such... hoping to be PNIK this is thhe history That morning the hearts of the Dancing Indians leaped for joy: Princess Carú, daughter of chief Toquisái, was going to marry the son of the chief of the Mocotíes Indians, a very handsome and brave young warrior. The longed-for hour was drawing near. Everything was ready and Carú's soul throbbed with nerves and songs. Suddenly the sentinels who were scanning the horizon from the highest peaks announced alarm and danger. Some strange beings came that advanced broken the suns with their iron chests and mounted on enormous beasts. The Dancing Indians prepared for combat. Juan Rodríguez Xuárez also enlisted his men. Fire, iron and horses opened a torrent of blood in the courage of the Dancers who only had their clubs and arrows. The mountain was filled with corpses. Carú's boyfriend was among those who were killed in combat. An unbearable pain broke Carú's soul. Such misfortune could not be true. The God of life who was riding on the top of the mountain, would return her beloved, to walk with him that long path of happiness that had been violently cut off. With an incredible strength that sprang from his love, Carú carried the corpse up the hill. She would reach the summit with him, where the divinity dwelled, to beg him to bring her back to life. On the third day of the journey, his strength completely failed him. He couldn't go any further. Hugging the body of her beloved, she began to cry, first she fell asleep and then she died. The God of the mountain collected his tears and threw them into space so that his people and all those who would later inhabit these lands would know and remember Carú. And since then there is the beautiful Bailadores waterfall, eternal tears of Carú, inexhaustible sobs of the indigenous heart.
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