1. Leave the barren valleys to those who weep for them,
And arise, choose for us instead a different quarter,

2. And pour the goblet out, empty of air,
For we feel no decline in our love of it,

3. Do you not see that we strive to ascend
To the sublime, to the farthest reach of its domain?

4. And that we do not think of death
When glory and fame greet us.

5. And if we are opposed in war
By a grim face, humbling those near,

6. We make the prominent weep blood profusely
While the laughter of the prominent is in their weeping.

7. We planted in our efforts saplings
That give off a sweet scent in the nights, nurtured.

8. And we built edifices for great things
That will endure through time, strong its structure.