Fidelity Sonnet

Of everything, to my love I will be attentive

Before, and with such zeal, and always, and both

That even in the face of the greatest charm

Of It, be more enchanted my thought

I want to live it in every moment

And in its honor I must spread my song

And laugh my laughter and shed my tears

To your regret or your contentment

And so when you look for me later

Who knows death, the anguish of those who live

Who knows the loneliness, the end of who loves

I can tell you the love (I had):

May it not be immortal, since it is flame

But let it be infinite while it lasts.

Vinicius de Moraes