"I, Nezahualcoyotl, ask this:
By any chance is it true that one
Lives rooted in the earth?
Not always in the earth:
Here only for a little while
Though it be made of jade, it breaks;
Though it be made of gold, it breaks;
Though it be made of
Quetzal plumage,
It shreds apart.
Not forever here on earth;
Here only just for a little while.”