Under my hat I have my head Sometimes on her hood A brain like the others, And elsewhere I can not tell a lie There is a link between the two Who leads the person I know, Both are the same age. In my body is my heart Bloody, skinned a little, he's driving left side, no pain Hear the beat ... In my heart under my skin He caresses me, beats burst Real, in the middle, wholeheartedly, Runs my head. Wait a minute, a moment, Time to take care of it My heart sings the heartless He does not stumble, Nor weakens, Still alive, healthy, feeding, He stumbles on hitches And beats for other thoughts.
|Floc'h Ar Jabadao|
|"straed an amann"|