Vertaling van: De Poema's - Mijn Houten Hart

My heart isn't made of stone
A thing of pure wood
It was the best that I could find
When someone left with the gold
My heart is of the hardest wood
But it still bends if it has to
But not too far and slowly
Don't really know what it does

This is my heart
My wooden heart
The women before you have already weight it down
So please be kind
That wouldn't hurt
And stealing, doesnt seem to be worth it to me

You can let them walk on it
It won't hurt as much in the end
Back when I had the original
The golden, gold but small
This heart that I just bought
It is a second hand
You can't keep getting gold
Eventhough you had the change This is my heart
My wooden heart
The women before you have already weight it down
So please be kind
That wouldn't hurt
And stealing, doesnt seem to be worth it to me

The benifits of a wooden heart
You are more carefull with fire
The splinters are for others
You dont need to lock it so it's kinda cheap

This is my heart
My wooden heart