What was black became red.
What was red became white.
White blood, black laughter, red solicitude (silence).
What was pale became burning,
What was trust became dust.
Pale sun, burning moon, rusty silence (solicitude).
What came first was last,
What came last was burst.
First words, last look, burst into tears.
What was tears came near
What was fear turned clear.
After two enchanted evenings
Will all this disappear?