Tonatiuh

There is a valorous cry when he mounts with the Morning---- Tonatiuh! Tonatiuh! Golden plumes shining, emerald plumes shining, Bannerets of scarlet, and tawny skins of lions,---- There is a valorous cry like the shouting of many armies When the souls of the Battle-Slain mount with their Chieftain Sun!

At the Place of the Zenith they lay down their arms---- Tonatiuh! Tonatiuh! At the Place of the Zenith the Warriors are defeated; From the Place of the Zenith the Sun descends mid wailing.

There is wailing and woe when he descends to the House of Evening---- Alas, for Tonatiuh! They drag him down--their hair is disheveled with mourning, Their fingers are many and sharp--they, the Dark Mothers, Whose breasts are heavy for the children they died in bearing: Wailing they drag him down, the Vengeful Mothers----

Alas, for Tonatiuh! Alas, for Tonatiuh!

Lord Fire! Thou who art the Central Burning, Who art armed with a spear-thrower, Who art armed with many spears-- The Gaping Jaws of Earth are beneath thee, Whereof the teeth are obsidian blades.... ]