The Flower Tree
Begin the song in pleasure, singer, enjoy, give
pleasure to all, even to Life Giver. Yyeo ayahui
Delight, for Life Giver adorns us. All the flower
bracelets, your flowers, are dancing. Our songs
are strewn in this jewel house, this golden
house. The flower tree grows and shakes,
already it scatters. the quetzal breathes honey,
the golden flamingo breathes honey. Ohuaya,
You have transformed into a flower tree, you
have emerged, you bend and scatter. You have
appeared before god's face as multicolored
flowers. Ohuaya, ohuaya.
Live here on Earth, blossom! As you move and
shake, flowers fall. my flowers are eternal, my
songs are forever: I raise them: I, a singer. I
scatter them, I spill them, the flowers become
gold: they are carried inside the golden place.
Flowers of raven, you scatter, you let
them fall in the house of flowers. Ohuaya,
Ah, yes: I am happy, I prince Nezahualcoyoti,
gathering jewels, wide plumes of quetzal, I
contemplate the faces of jades: they are the
princes! I gaze into the face of eagles and
jaguars, and behold the faces of jades and
jewels! Ohuaya, ohuaya.
We will pass away. I Nezahualcoyoti, say,
enjoy! Do we really live on earth? Ohuaya,
Not forever on earth, only a brief time here! Even
jades fracture; even gold ruptures, even quetzal
plumes tear: Not forever on earth: only a brief
time here! Ohuaya, ohuaya.