They were twins, they looked exactly alike
But one was painted black and the other painted white
One always on time the other a latecomer
One was just like winter and the other just like summer
Although they both knew the pain of the abused
One was bound to win and the other bound to lose
So...
To the boy who grew up bitter, and fate tore apart
To the boy who yearned for power but had a broken heart
To the boy who tried to get out of the shadow of the other
To the boy who sought the love and acceptance of a mother
To the man who caused destruction to hide his troubled soul
To the man who was killed by the one who shared his blood
Although everyone knows that this had to be done
For the world was more important than the life of this man
To the winter, to the loser, to the colour black
For whom summer cries and wishes to come back
You were not alone
You were always loved
Let the sky wait a bit and hear the words of another
Can you hear him say \"Goodbye, i love you brother\"?