The blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh breathed the free air of the wild. And in me, caged as I was and kept, that freedom could never die. So as I take my farewell from the crowds and captivity, I become one with the nature of which I came and I return to the keen air of the tropics. And my life and my line shall continue to live in the minds and memories of the human race, for it was for them that I lived.