Native American Legends
A Plain song of the Mexicans
A Nahua Legend
I alone will clothe thee with flowers, mine alone is the song which
casts down our grief before God in thy house.
True it is that my possessions shall perish, my friendships, their
home and their house; thus I, 0 Yoyontzin, pour forth songs to the
Giver of Life.
Let the green quechol birds, let the tzinitzcan twine flowers for
us, only dying and withered flowers, that we may clothe thee with
flowers, thou ruler, thou Nezahual coyotl. Ye youths and ye braves,
skilled in wisdom, may you alone be our friends, while for a moment
here we shall enjoy this house.
For thy fame shall perish, Nopiltzin, and thou, Tezozomoc, where
are thy songs? No more do I cry aloud, but rest tranquil that ye
have gone to your homes.
Ye whom I bewailed, I know nevermore, never again; I am sad here
on earth that ye have gone to your homes.
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