Thank you, life, for giving me so much.
She gave me two bright stars, that when opened,
Can perfectly distinguish black from white
And high in the sky, the starry background,
And within the crowd the man that I love.
Thank you, life, for giving me so much.
She gave me ears that, in all of its wide
Record- night and day -crickets and canaries,
Hammers, turbines, bricks and showers,
And the tender voice of my beloved.
Thank you, life, for giving me so much.
She gave me sound and the alphabet.
With them the words that I think and declare:
"Mother," "Friend," "Brother" and light brightening,
The way of the soul of my lover.
Thank you, life, for giving me so much.
She gave me the wandering of my tired feet.
With them I've walked cities and puddles
Valleys and deserts, mountains and plains.
And your house, your street and your courtyard.
Thank you, life, for giving me so much.
She gave me a heart, that shakes its contention,
When I see the fruit of the human brain,
When I see kindness so far from what is bad,
When I look inside your bright eyes...
Thank you, life, for giving me so much.
She gave me laughter as well as mourning.
With both I distinguish happiness from pain -
Two of the ingredients that comform my singing,
As well as your song, that is mine too,
And the song of all, that is my own singing.
Thank you, life, for giving me so much.