I carry in my heart, a little little clock
And when I move, it makes tick-tock,
never belatedly and always the same
either I am asleep or playing a game.
But one day, the clock did only tick
and no tock, I was worried and sick,
I went to see my doctor after a cure:
I would not die he held, I said: sure?
Of course I am sure, Your heart is fine
the blood runs swiftly, ruby as red wine,
All that happened is natural, calm down
There is no reason to worry or to frown:
While loving, a broken clock is never late,
Now buy her flowers and sweet chocolate.