1. The path of victory in the shades of darkness,
And the course of glory in the thickets of swords,

2. I have resolves that crouched on ribs,
Which are wrapped in worries upon worries,

3. Difficulties pass by them, yet they are fiery,
So they withstand them with lasting claws,

4. And my heart is reassured by this comfort,
I gather its warmth upon my chest,

5. I do not aspire to an easy, humiliating path,
If I meet my glory during my lifetime,

6. The cloud of youth will dissipate from me,
And no hand has ever controlled my reins,

7. So the light of dawn is awaited by one wandering
Between the folds of darkness.