Xichocayan nicuicanitl nicitta noxochiuh zan nomac ommania zan quihuintia ye noyollo ni cuicatl aya nohuian nemia, zan ca ye noyollo notlayocola in cayo.
*In the place of tears I the singer watch my flowers; they are in my hand; they intoxicate my soul and my song, as I walk alone with them, with my sad soul among them.*
Xiuhtlamatelolla quetzalchalchiuhtla ipan ye nicmatia nocuic aya ma yectlaxochitl y, zan nomac ton mania, etc.
*In this spot, where the herbage is like sweet ointment and green as the turquoise and emerald, I think upon my song, holding the beauteous flowers in my hand, etc. (as in v. 1).*
In quetzalin chalchiuhtla ipan ye nicmatia yectli ye nocuic yectli noxochiuh annicuihuan tepilhuan aya xonahuiacan a ayac onnemiz o in tlalticpac ayo.
*In this spot of turquoise and emerald, I think upon beauteous songs, beauteous flowers; let us rejoice now, dear friends and children, for life is not long upon earth.*
O an niquitquiz ye niaz yectli nocuic yectli noxochiuhui annicuihuan tepilhuan aya.
*I shall hasten forth, I shall go to the sweet songs, the sweet flowers, dear friends and children.*
O huayanco o nichocaya a huayanco o cahua y yahue nictzetzelo xochitl ay yo.
*O he! I cried aloud; O he! I rained down flowers as I left.*
Mach nohuan tonyaz quennonamica o ah nicitquiz xochitl zan nicuicanitl huiya ma yo a xonahuiyacan to ya nemia ticaqui ye nocuic ahuaya.
*Let us go forth anywhere; I the singer shall find and bring forth the flowers; let us be glad while we live; listen to my song.*
Ay ca nichocaya nicuicanitl ya icha ahuicaloyan cuicatl ha Mictlan temohuiloya yectliya xochitl onca ya oncaa y yao ohuayan ca ya ilaca tziuhan ca na y yo.
*I the poet cry out a song for a place of joy, a glorious song which descends to Mictlan, and there turns about and comes forth again.*
Amo nequimilool amo neccuiltonol antepilhuan aychaa ohuicaloyan cuicatl.
*I seek neither vestment nor riches, O children, but a song for a place of joy.*