Miðvikudags के बोल

The nerves are sending shimmering signals All through my fingers The veins support Blood that gushes impulsively towards Is the triumph of a heart that gives all That gives all The triumph of a heart that gives all That gives all The stubborn trunks of these legs of mine Serve as pathways for my favorite fuel Heading upwards towards my kidneys (That celebrate) The triumph of a heart that gives all Smooth soft red velvety lungs Are pushing a network of oxygen joyfully Through a nose, through a mouth But all enjoys, which brings us to The triumph of a heart that gives all That gives all