Oh tic tic tic tac of my heart
Note the rhythm of my heart
In joy it beats very strongly
And in sadness it beats weakly because it feels pain
O tic tic tic tac of my heart
Note the rhythm of living atrociously
It is the clock of an existence
Which little by little dies from so much suffering
My heart now beats differently
Giving the signal of the end of youthfulness
Its pulse is a constant sobbing
From who loved much in life with sincerity
Sometimes I think that the tic tac
Is a warning from my heart
That now tired of so much suffering
Doesn't want that I have in this life any more disillusion