2.2 “To Kiss Your Lips by the Wooden Fencepost” by VbarbatoAtRoss Lyrics
Wear your finest clothes—
Your day of joy has come.
Comb the sleepy tangles
From your long, black hair.
Show off that pretty skirt,
Slip on your dainty shoes.
Let long pendants dangle
From both your perfect ears.
On your shoulders a sturdy rebozo,
Garlands round your shapely neck,
Glittering bands should lovingly clasp
Both your shapely arms.
You must dazzle them, more gorgeous
Than any other woman
In this town, the seat
Of Dzitbalché.
My beauty, I love you
And I love it when they stare,
For you are utterly enchanting,
Like Venus, the Smoking Star
Even the moon and wildflowers
Hunger for a glimpse.
Pure and perfectly white Is your huipil blouse, my girl.
So go spread the joy of your laughter
And fill your heart with good:
Today is a time of rejoicing
For all who placed their faith in you.
(Songs of Dzitbalché 15)
Your day of joy has come.
Comb the sleepy tangles
From your long, black hair.
Show off that pretty skirt,
Slip on your dainty shoes.
Let long pendants dangle
From both your perfect ears.
On your shoulders a sturdy rebozo,
Garlands round your shapely neck,
Glittering bands should lovingly clasp
Both your shapely arms.
You must dazzle them, more gorgeous
Than any other woman
In this town, the seat
Of Dzitbalché.
My beauty, I love you
And I love it when they stare,
For you are utterly enchanting,
Like Venus, the Smoking Star
Even the moon and wildflowers
Hunger for a glimpse.
Pure and perfectly white Is your huipil blouse, my girl.
So go spread the joy of your laughter
And fill your heart with good:
Today is a time of rejoicing
For all who placed their faith in you.
(Songs of Dzitbalché 15)