Hail and Farewell

I've traveled through peoples and many a wave,
To be here, brother, to pray at your grave,
I give you one last gift, as I must,
And speak my feelings into the dust.
Fortune has torn apart two fine brothers,
Now, in the ways of our fathers and mothers,
I give brotherly tears as one last thing I tell,
I say to you brother, hail and farewell.