Ay, My Bhai
Splashing as the waters of life
That hinders me to go by
Shackled are the chains of mine
Ay, he is able to vanish such problems of mine.
His unmannerly sadness darkens me
The weeping philosopher would be he
As who would say he is the best of any
He be the darling brother of me.
Where bond calls upon
There goes he
Such behavior fragmented on him
As brotherly smile dotes on mee'
Attenuates me to the dews falling
As being inscribed on madness loving