Teonanacatl - Tiamat

Not far from where I live

They glance in morning breeze

As dividing tiny rays

A morning try to seize

Greet me my proud little soldiers

Of brown, purple and grey

Carry us on your shoulders

Carry us far away

If you begin to fall

Please have some more

You could stay at my place if you want

I’ll sleep on the floor

In shades of purple cloth

They guide us to the light

With irresistable pride

To the feast they us invite