On the fields of the gods
She leans on the rattle-staff.
In my hand rests the agave thorn;
On the fields of the gods
She leans on her rattle-staff.
The broom is in my hand;
On the fields of the gods
She leans on the rattle-staff.
Thirteen eagles is our mother, goddess of the Chalmecâ;
The spear of the prickly plant