Rig Veda Americanus: Sacred Songs of the Ancient Mexicans, With a Gloss in Nahuatl
Religion
Rig Veda Americanus: Sacred Songs of the Ancient Mexicans, With a Gloss in Nahuatl
Nahuatl poetry
9. Ollama, ollama uiue xolutl nauallachic, ollama ya xolutl
chalchiuecatl xiquitta mach, oya moteca piltzintecutli yoanchan,
yoanchan.
10. Piltzintle, piltzintle tocuitica timopotonia tlachco, timotlalli
yoanchan, yoanchan.
11. Oztomecatla yyaue, oztomecatla xochiquetzal quimama, ontlatca
cholola, ayye, ayyo, oye maui noyol, oye maui noyol, aoya yecoc
centeutl, matiuia obispo, oztomecatl chacalhoa, xiuhnacochtla, yteamic
ximaquiztla yteamico, ayye, ayye.
12. Cochina, cochina, cocochi ye nicmaololo, ni cani ye ciuatl ni
cochina yyeo, ouayeo, yho, yya, yya.
_Var._ 3. Centeuteutl. 4. Uillachiualoia. 5. Oya tonazqui. 6. Tlapan.
10. Timotlalia. 11. Suchiquetzal. Ontlatoa cholollan.
_This is the Hymn which they sang every eight years when they fasted on
bread and water._
1. The flower in my heart blossoms and spreads abroad in the middle of
the night.
2. Tonan has satisfied her passion, the goddess Tlazolteotl has
satisfied her passion.
3. I, Cinteotl, was born in Paradise, I come from the place of
flowers. I am the only flower, the new, the glorious one.
4. Cinteotl was born from the water; he came born as a mortal, as a
youth, from the cerulean home of the fishes, a new, a glorious god.
5. He shone forth as the sun; his mother dwelt in the house of the
dawn, varied in hue as the quechol bird, a new, a glorious flower.
6. I came forth on the earth, even to the market place like a mortal,
even I, Quetzalcoatl, great and glorious.
7. Be ye happy under the flower-bush varied in hue as the quetzal
bird; listen to the quechol singing to the gods; listen to the singing
of the quechol along the river; hear its flute along the river in the
house of the reeds.
8. Alas! would that my flowers would cease from dying; our flesh is as
flowers, even as flowers in the place of flowers.
9. He plays at ball, he plays at ball, the servant of marvellous
skill; he plays at ball, the precious servant; look at him; even the
ruler of the nobles follows him to his house.
10. O youths! O youths! follow the example of your ancestors; make
yourselves equal to them in the ball count; establish yourselves in your
houses.
11. She goes to the mart, they carry Xochiquetzal to the mart; she
speaks at Cholula; she startles my heart; she startles my heart; she has
not finished, the priest knows her; where the merchants sell green jade
earrings she is to be seen, in the place of wonders she is to be seen.
12. Sleep, sleep, sleep, I fold my hands to sleep, I, O woman, sleep.
_Notes._
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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