Over the ballcourt the quetzalcoxcox sings and Cinteotl, lord of maize, replies Already our friendly ones sing already the fine bird sings by night did Cinteotl shine He'll hear only my song He who still has the bells, oyoalli He with the thigh skin mask He will still hear my song He, Cipactonal I give commands As donor in Tlalocan As donor in Tlalocan I give commands I have only just reached here Where roads are united I am only Cinteotl Where shall I go? Where shall I follow the road? Donors in Tlalocan Gods who give rain