Soneto de Separação

Suddenly from the laugh was made the sorrow
Silent and white, as a mist
And from the united mouths was made the foam
And from the hands open made the astonishment

Suddenly from the peacefulness was made the wind
That from the eyes unmade the last flame
And from passion made the feeling
And from the still moment made the drama

Suddenly, no more than suddenly
Was made sad who was made lover
And alone who was made happy

Was made the close friend, distant
Was made from the life a wandering adventure
Suddenly, no more than suddenly