From the Náhuatl Song on the Transience of Life We have but one turn at life. In a day we go, in a night we descend to the region of mystery. We came here only to get to know each other. We are here only in passing. In peace and pleasure let us spend life. Come and let’s enjoy it! Not those who live in anger: broad is the earth. How good to live forever, never to have to die! While we live, our spirit broken, Here they harass us, here they spy on us. But for all the misfortunes, for all the wounds in the soul, we must not live in vain! How good to live forever, never to have to die! (77)
