Hymn to Macuilxochitl.
Reading edition
Yes, I shall go there to-night, to the house of flowers; I shall exercise the priestly office to-night.
We labor in thy house, our mother, from dawn unto night, fulfilling the priestly office, laboring in the night.
A dreadful god is our god Tezcatlipoca, he is the only god, he will answer us.
His heart is in the Tezcatzontli; my god is not timid like a hare nor is he peaceable; I shall overturn, I shall penetrate the Mixcoatepec in Colhuacan.
I sing, I play on an instrument, I am the noble instrument, the mirror; I am he who lifts the mirror; I cry aloud, intoxicated with the wine of the tuna.