Carlos Drumond de Andrade, In the middle of the road; BH, 030202011.

In the middle of the road was a stone

Was a stone in the middle of the road

Was a stone

In the middle of the road was a stone

I shall never forget that event

In the life of my so tired eyes.

I shall never forget that in the middle of the road

Was a stone

Was a stone in the middle of the road

In the middle of the road was a stone.