Mi Corazon

Steady as a rock in the wind
Fragile like a tree in the fire
Happy and depressed it tends to be
My poor heart
If I forbid you to break it
You try again
And heartlessly aim at the target
Where betrayal is most felt
My poor heart
My poor heart

When it recovers
It's a bit distrustful
But always open to try
I don't know why it never
Stops forgiving
Maybe in the heap of feelings
It hopes to find
A new love
My poor heart
My poor heart
My poor heart

Songs of the soul
It likes to beat
It knows the authentic (I'm not sure what it says below)
The fake and what bleeds inside it
My poor heart
My poor heart...