Omeoteotl song is incomplete,
Couching in the jade condolement
Pain from the past and madness
Dups my depression
To forget-the other side of belief
To return-it's impossible
The monument of a tomb is cold
In silent adoration of xochitleh
Weird feelings overcome me
I hate and harm on itself for it
When I look at your reflections
I merge with image and see...
How that arose to what you have come?
How to act with these remains?
What I often met and I was ready
I cannot get used and reconcile...
Shades of Kauwil are false
As well as the people in world
Their authority leaves with light and perdition
As if an illusive dream
At hours of the rare drowsiness
Nephritis beads are precise time
Click in a step
Beating off a rhythm of my life
Whether you heed the voice, who returned to the sacred Astlan?
Damnations at night
or memory about you...
Someday we learn
Someday we call
And reach the wise Tonatiuh
