Honor have I;
Strength and dignity, too.
But there is one thing I do not have:
A horn, like you.
We speak the same tongue;
You and I understand.
But I am so small,
You could crush me in your hand.
You laugh and chortle;
I can chuckle as well.
Though while you are blaring trumpets,
I am a tinkling bell.
Your tongue is like a bird's,
And I can imitate the sound.
But when you speak of the high and mighty,
I cast my eyes to the ground.
I admit that I
Could never be like you,
So I know just what
You should make me do.
Challenge me and fight;
I know that you will win.
Then I will be banished,
And no longer see my kin.
So goodbye, my brother!
Crush me to the ground.
Then I can run away
And I will never again be found.
Hello, my brother.
I've longed to see your face,
For ten years have passed
Since I saw my own race.
Many things have changed;
Nothing stayed the same.
Everything is different
But my horn, and my name.
Do I have your approval?
Do you now esteem me well?
So long has it been since I've seen you
That I truly cannot tell.
Again I propose a fight,
But this time I will win,
For today I will finish
What no one should begin.
I have never been like you,
I never could compare.
But I have endured more
Than you could ever bear.
I have not sung
For years upon years,
Yet I know if I did,
It would bring bitter tears.
No longer do I laugh,
Never again a bell.
I cover up my insides
With a blue, furry shell.
Your voice is strange;
With memories on my ears does it fall.
Why do you laugh at my height?
Everyone else thinks I am tall.
I know that I have changed,
I know you will stare evermore.
But now I sincerely believe
That I need a horn no more.
I once was friendless,
I once was alone.
But for some reason they care
And love me to the bone.
Can you say as much?
Can you state the same?
Is it your cold demeanor
Or tiny heart that is to blame?
Once I felt doomed,
But now it feels like heaven;
Before I had no friends,
But now I have seven!
From calm, stolid Auron
To cheerful, silly Rikku.
I look down the list
And, lastly, come to you.
For you are my brother
Though you hurt me deep inside.
We are equal in our strength,
Humble in our pride.
I will stand with you
Until we see blue skies,
For you are my friend
And a brother, besides.
Even if you shun me,
Even if you spurn,
I no longer hate you;
My anger does not burn.
I will be there
Even when you die.
I will support you
And watch your pyrefly.
Gifts show love,
And love is like a spell.
I gave you my horn,
So take my heart as well.