Walks with skirt hissing the floor

Noise rages all over 

She smiles wide as the celebration has begun

Symphony of clattering of bones blend with the drums  

Found Miclantecuhtl soon after

Souls flourish and mingle in all of its galore 

Interstellar guardian of the festival

Sweet golden glows of life captivate her

Ceremonies as testimonies to the lively spirits

Lady of the dead- of the routinely institutions 

Mictecacihuatl continues