What went wrong, my dear?
You drink strong a beer
You stagger in the streets
For larger and more treats
What a passion for combat
My memory is fading/A song that is ending
Oh! The days we were closer
Needed some enclosure
Like a chick in an egg shell
Never to be cracked.
My soul envies the beginnings
Of this our bond
Which like milk fallen on soil
Is never to be sealed again
As we drift apart in streams
on mutual disdain into the abyss