Thank you, my heart: You keep beating, you are not slack, No compliment, no reward, Just out of innate diligence. Every minute, you get seventy credits. every beat, you will be a ship into the open sea, Let it travel the world. Thank you, my heart: Again and again, even in my sleep, remove me from the whole Pull out, separate. You are convinced that I will not dream of my dreams This final flight can be achieved, Even without wings. Thank you, my heart: I wake up again, Even if it's Sund...