Brother's Cup Of Wine
Why, my brother, are you giving Me your wine? Of course, Your blind hatred is now leaving Softened heart of yours. Looking at your smile, my brother, I can understand, We can surely trust each other In the way blood can. Chorus: I can see his speech is sincer. No lies in our hearts are found And for hatred there's no ground, But my eyes are blind. I should doubt that prince is sincer, Although he's about love speaking. And I must be always seeking Poison in his wine. Looking at your smile, betrayer, I can realise, Why the world's becoming greyer Slowly in my eyes. My unfortunate soul is leaving Dying flesh of mine... I know, brother, why you've given Me your damned wine. Chorus: I see his speech is not sincer. Some lies in his heart are found And his hatred has real ground, But my eyes were blind. I should doubt that prince is sincer, Although he's about love speaking. I had to be always seeking Poison in his wine.