Oh to kiss
Your mouth
At the loose railing
Of the picket fence!
Put on your beautiful clothes.
The day of happiness has arrived.
Comb the tangles
From the hair of your head.
Put on and show off your beautiful clothes.
Put on beautiful sandals.
Have your large earrings hung
From the lobes of your ears.
Wear a good cape.
Put necklaces on your beautiful neck.
Put on armbands
To shine and flash on the breadth of your arm.
It is necessary that you look beautiful
As no one else
Here in the town,
The town of Dzitbalche.
I love you,
Beautiful lady.
That is why
I want you to look
Glorious
And beautiful,
So that you appear like the smoking star.
So that you will be loved
Even as
Existence,
The moon,
And wildflowers are.
Only white,
White
Are your clothes,
Oh virgin spirit.
Go distribute the happiness of your laugh —
Distribute the goodness in your heart,
Is the moment of happiness
For all men
Who
Are surrendering
In goodness to you.
Anonymous (18th century) Mexico
Translated by Munro S. Edmonson
Source: The Songs of Dzitbalché A Literary Commetary
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