I Shall Depart for the Heights, Not for the Lowly Things of This World

I shall depart for the heights—not for this worldly life. I shall depart in pursuit of lofty honor, my brother. I shall depart, carrying every hope, And, God willing, we shall offer it as a gift. I shall depart, longing for the abode of glory, Toward Paradise—how sweet is martyrdom. I shall depart against the enemy as sword and flame, My spirit is the spirit of my noble forefathers.