mal tratamiento que se hace a los populares y la paz y prosperidad dellos.
\nNo querría, señor, provocar contra mí vuestra ira y indignación, que soy un hombre baxo y rústico. Bien sé, señor, que penetráis los corazones y sabéis los pensamientos de todos los mortales.
\nthe poor treatment that is being inflicted on the common people, as well as their peace and prosperity.
\nI would not wish, lord, to provoke your wrath and indignation against me, for I am but a lowly and coarse man. I am well aware, lord, that you are able to penetrate the hearts and know the thoughts of all mortals.
\nin apuchqujaoaiocan, in atlecallocan, cujx conmatiz in tonan, in tota in mjctlan tecutli:
\nmanoço xicmocnelili, ma ie cuel cevi in jiollo, in jnacaio: ma ontlamati in mjctlan, ma qujmommati yn jachcôcolvan, in jtechiuhcaoan in oiaque mjctlan, in omotecato.
\nTlacatle, totecoe: tlein connequjz moiollotzin, auh quecin toconmonenequjltiz, ma xicmonequjlti: at amo teca papaqujliztli, auh at amo teca ahavializtli injc mjxpantzinco njnotlaça, anca çan itlacujcujliloca in atl, in tepetl: auh ca çan ivelmanca in tlalli, ma nelli motlaueltzin, moqualantzin njmjtzneujlili, ma njcolinj in moçumaltzin, in moqualantzin: auh ma melleltzin njcquetz in njmaceoalli: ca tetl, ca quavitl itic, timotlamachitia, timotlachialtia.
\nthe place without outlets, without openings. Perchance he will know our mother, our father Mictlan tecutli.
\n“Show him mercy. May then his heart, his body rest. May he know the land of the dead. May he know his great-grandfathers, his progenitors, who have gone to the land of the dead, who are gone to assemble [there].
\n“O master, O our lord, what doth thy heart desire? And even as will be thy desire, thy will be done. Perhaps it is not in joy over another’s misfortune and not in mockery of another that I cast myself before thee; and so it is only the robbery of the city; but it is only the well-being of the earth. May I not arouse thee to thy fury, thy anger; may I not stir up thy wrath, thy anger. And may I, a common person, not raise up thy annoyance, for thou knowest, thou seest things within stones, within wood.”
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