Rufio

Ah, My Darling Brutus!
Where? Where is your loyalty?

You stood so close to me
while the dagger was thrust
into my heart.
But! Then Dearest Brutus!
How you drew away
and shielded your eyes
when that dagger
was twisted inside me!

Where is the love you sang to me
so boldly of that you wont
be near me now, while I bleed to death?
Have you not a passion for me?
The one you sang so softly to me of?
To hold me while I die?
To look into my eyes
and beg for my pardon?

How faithless you are Brutus!
How easily you forsake long
fought for trust and love,
faith and devotion
for personal gain!

Go from me Brutus!
Go from me and caress Decius.
Caress him and sing to him songs
of love and passion.
Sing so boldly and caress with
passionate yearnings.

Assure him Brutus, Assure him.
Convince him that you are his
true love and that you will
never forsake him for another.

Then Brutus, When the dagger is
plunged into your breast
and your heart surely breaks.
Look him in the eye and say to him,
Decius! My Darling Decius!
Where! Where is your loyalty?