1. When you cut off contact, you cut off the quenching rain
What you severed cannot be mended to ease the thirst

2. I've grown cold though lovers suppose
Your aloofness arrogance, nothing worse

3. Yet I, well aware of my sickness, endure
The bitterness of loss with no complaint or curse

4. Think not in battle merely waving banners
Makes one worthy of honor and praise

5. For I, your brother, would step ahead to shield
Or walk behind if you should lead the way

6. None in existence more staunch than we two
When trials temper and prove men of finer clay

7. If you lack one to guard your vessels fair
Leave them unstoppered, let the water flow free and bare