Alas, how pleasant are their days

Whose friendship grew in different ways

Heading towards an unknown place

Mountains and forests upon their friendship gaze

But soon these flames lost their light

Like meteors of a summer night

He knew one day it would last

Fate against their friendship spread its arms vast

Sorted by pairs they still are seen

By fountains cool and shadows gree

The sea lent him these bitter tears

Which at his eyes he always bears

And from the winds the sighs he bore

Which through his chest do roar.