ferretbite

Not one will turn to precious jade
Not one will turn to gold
Something worth keeping on Earth!
We will all go
there, all the same.
Not one will remain,
they will all just disappear,
we shall all leave just the same
to His home.

Just as a painting
we shall fade away.
Just as a flower
we shall dry
on earth.
Like feathered garments of quetzal,
of golden zacun,
of turquoise bird,
we will disappear.
We will leave for His home.

She is already here,
mercy builds up already
for those who live with her.
Do not cry in vain,
Eagles and Jaguars!
Here we will all just disappear;
not a single one will remain!

-Nezahualcyotl