Queche-Achi

Yeha! oyeu achi, Cavek-Queche-Vinak! La ca cha ri a tzih chuvach cah, chuvach uleu? «C'at el uloc, vorom ahau, cakom ahau! Cuxere chi nabe vae mavi ca nu qizo u chayic u vixal u cutamil ahau Chacachib, Zamanib, Cauk Rabinal?»... La ca cha ri a tzih?.... Qui-ta-vi-ba cah, qui-ta-vi-ba uleu! mi-x-c'at yauic chupam r'al nu chab, chupam r'al nu pocob, ruq nu yaquim vit, nu yaquim v'icah, ruq nu chincu, nu galgab, nu zahcab, nu zalmet, ruq nu couil, v'achihilal. Quehe ta-chi-na, ma-ta-chi-na, ta mi-x-cat in tzakamah chirech nu zaki caam, nu zaki colo. Ca cha curi nu tzih chuvach chi cah, chuvach uleu. Cah, uleu ta chi qohe avuq, oyeu achi, canab, teleche vinak!

Ha! Brave warrior, man of the Cavek Queche! Is this what your word says before the sky, before the earth? “Come out, you foul lord, you hateful lord! Will you be the first whose root and trunk I cannot cut down, lord of Chacachib and Zamanib, Cauk of Rabinal?” Is that what your word says? As surely as there is a sky, as surely as there is an earth, you have given yourself up to the point of my arrow and my shield, to my Yaqui club and my Yaqui ax, to my bracelets of bone and metal, to my white paint and my zalmet, to my strength and my courage. Be that as it may, I have caught you with my white rope, my white cord. So says my word before the sky, before the earth. May sky and earth be with you, brave warrior, my captive, my prisoner!

Yeha! oyeu achi, canab, teleche vinak! Laki qamo chire chi cah, chirech uleu! Qui mi-x-at u ya cah, mi-x-at u ya uleu, ta mi-x-at tzak cut chupam r'al nu chab, chupam r'al nu pocob, ruq nu yaquim vit, nu yaquim icah, nu chincu, nu galgab, nu zahcab, nu zalmet..... C'at cha, ta-cut, aviri a huyubal, aviri a tagahal? aviri at bozinak-vi tzala huyub, tzala tagah? ma-at-on r'al zutz, ma-at-on r'al mayul, ma-at-on okotahinak uloc chuvach chay, chuvach labal?.. ca cha curi nu tzih chuvach cah, chuvach uleu. Quehe mavi quïa tzih koh tzihon avuq. Cah, uleu, chi qohe avuq, canab, teleche vinak!

Ha! Brave warrior, my captive, my prisoner! Thanks be to the lord of the sky, the lord of the earth! Truly the sky has given you to me and the earth has handed you over, for you have fallen to the point of my arrow and my shield, to my Yaqui club and my Yaqui ax, to my bracelets, my white paint and my zalmet. Now tell me, if you can: where are your mountains, where are your valleys? Where were you born, on the side of a mountain or the floor of a valley? Are you not a child of the clouds, a child of the mist? Did you not come here fleeing from spear and war? So says my word before the sky, before the earth. We will not make long speeches with you. May sky and earth be with you, my captive, my prisoner!

Yeha! oyeu achi, canab, teleche vinak! La ca cha na curi a tzih chuvach cah, chuvach uleu: «La! in qo oyeu, la in qo achi, curi ve x-ch'in hiquiba nu huyubal, nu tagahal. Mana calah in bozinak-vi tzala huyu, tzala tagah, xa in r'al zutz, xa in r'al mayul?» Ma-pa ca cha ri a tzih? Ve-ba mavi x-ch'a hiquiba u vach ri a huyubal, u vach ri a tagahal, ta ca-rah cah, ta ca-rah uleu, xa at vahim, xa at perahim, cat nu v'oquetizah chuvach v'ahaual, chuvach nu vinakil, chupam nu nimal tzak, chupam nu nimal qoxtun. Ca cha curi nu tzih chuvach cah, chuvach uleu. Quehe, cah, uleu chi qohe avuq, canab, teleche vinak!

Ha! Brave warrior, my captive, my prisoner! So this is what your word says before the sky and the earth: “What! I am a brave man, I am a warrior, and I would tell you my mountains and my valleys? Is it not clear that I was born on the side of a mountain, on the floor of a valley, that I am a child of the clouds, a child of the mist?” Isn't that what your word says? Well, then: if you will not tell me the name of your mountains and your valleys, may the sky and the earth will it, I will bring you before my lord, before my master, bound or in pieces, inside my great fortress, inside my great castle. So says my word before the sky, before the earth. May sky and earth be with you, my captive, my prisoner!