Let me not be angry that the grandeur of Mexico is to be destroyed. Citlalin in popocaya ipan ye moteca y za ye polihui a zan ye xochitecatl ohuaye. The smoking stars gather together against it; the one who cares for flowers is about to be destroyed. Zan ye chocaya amaxtecatl aya caye chocaya tequantepehua. He who cared for books wept, he wept for the beginning of the destruction.