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[1] yn tlachinolmilinia quihualçȇ[2]çelohua yn izquixochitl a ohua[3]ya ohuaya |
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achi yn iuhca tiyanemi o yn ipal[5]nemohua queçȃlaxochitli - y [6] tlachinoli milinia quihualçȇ[7]çelohua yn izquixochitl a ohua[8]ya ohuaya |
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Here where we live, Life Giver briefly scatters blaze-stirring plume flood flowers, popcorn flowers. |
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de Motecçumatzin ·2· quȃdo
lo de los huexutzincas
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[XXVII] [Part 2, Song 13]
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tlachinolpuctli omchimalcoco[11]moca ye ehuaya / oyohualte[12]uhtlehuaya a / onenehuihuix[13]toc y ̑ moxochiuh dios o ycahuaca [14] ye oca nepȃpani cuauhtli yn o[15]zelotla ohuaya ohuaya |
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A shield-roaring blaze-smoke rises up. Ah, and rising up as bell dust it's equated with your flowers, God.P2-109 In the distance shrills a multitude of eagles, jaguars. |
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yn çȃ temocniuhtia oo / çȃ te[17]ycnomati tlachinolmilini te[1] |
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He befriends and He shows mercy. In a blaze the dust is stirring: reed flowers turn gold,P2-110 rain down as a blade-mist,P2-111 becoming great.P2-112 |
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[1]uhtli coçãhuiyan a acachotli y ̑ çã[2]huaçeçelihui a ohuehueuhti[3]moma ohuaya ohuaya |
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yaomiquixoo·chatlapãno ohuaya [5] chimalpȃpalocali maca huiya [6] a ocan i tlacochitica quipuhua co[7]tlatlazticac yq ̑ çȃlaxochiya[8]moxtlacuilol yn motecuizoma[9]çin huiya · a ocȃn i mexico quica[10]huaton acaxochtli ahua yyao o i o[11]huaya ohuaya |
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In War-death Flower Flood Land, at the House of Butterfly Shields,P2-113 Montezuma using javelins recites, tossing off plume-flood-flower picture paintings. He's gone to that distant Mexico, leaving reed flowers behind.P2-114 |
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xochitl i cueputoc ye ocaa / o tlato[13]hua ye ehuaya / a ocan i tlacoch[14]tica quipuhua cotlatlazticac y ̑ que[15]çȃlaxochiyamoxtlacuilol yn [16] motecuizomaçin huiya / a ocȃ[17]n i mexico q ̑ cahuaton aca[18]xochitl ahua yyaoo ohuaya ohua[19]ya |
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Flowers are blossoming. Yonder he sings. This Montezuma using javelins recites, tossing off plume-flood-flower picture paintings. He's gone to that distant Mexico, leaving reed flowers behind.P2-115 |
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