Weakness in the limbs, heart stoned!
In despair, your heart so mourned
Colour thy life, O’ my comrade
In Calm blue skies, sudden thunderstorms
Disperse thy hatred not! Refute mortal norms

In life, we read, chapters of spite
Life is no small tome, but ends in sight
Lose thy grudge, O’ my comrade
Chapters they are, all tie the plot
As the pages turn, why leave a blot?

In that moment, when thy let loose
Vengeance, peril and bitter blues
I cried and cried, O’ my comrade
You set out on the path of no return
Frightened and hurt, my soul did burn

All dreams of our flowered fields
All was lost in ravaged battlefields
Stop thy hate!, O’ my comrade
To my tested soul, thy hate never did permeate
In seeing you fade away, I could not blame fate.