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.