"Let it be. Let it be. My old heart."

Let it be forgotten,
as each foot's step is forsaken.

Lets the memory my healthy heart fades,
as each moving breeze flashes.

Lets me get used to this erratic flutters
as each surprising pulsar flushes

Lets me treasure heart's humming norm and its fumble,
as each morning sun flash .

Let it blossoms and fades,
as a lovely flower.

Let it be. Let it be my old heart.