Despierta, ya el cielo se enrojece,
ya se presentó la aurora,
ya cantan los faisanes color de llama,
las golondrinas color de fuego,
ya vuelan las mariposas.

- Náhuatl Hymn of the Dead -
Anonymous

Awake, it’s dawn,
already the sky is turning red,
already sing the flame colored pheasants,
the fire colored swallows,
already are flying the butterflies.


as the ancient Nahuas say,
Who dies becomes a god.