Marching on strong steps into the ground for the whole earth is now shaking at the dances in the land (rain has begun) for every drop that is spilled there's a serpent in every cloud crawling to poison the impure and to purify our fields
The crown of plumes gleam in the stars up high a golden pheasant bow to salute the gods in pride fools shall be ignored as the stones in our lands gets clean dullness drowned in the deluge as the storm dictates the rules
U kakil cichcelem yum dzules e chac con ek le can pahuatunes
for these are the lands of the stars that gave us birth a stone in every pyramid will lead beyond time
