Idioma de destino: Inglés
Eternal Walk
Today on his final eternal walk
(it's unfortunately how life is)
My dearest friend has parted:
our loving, faithful dog.
He left in silence, embraced
with joy that someone stayed with him.
He died feeling safe.
He knew he was loved by everyone.
Be sure, my dog, that when you stand
at the doors of the Kingdom of Eternal Dreams,
there will not be written,
"Sorry, we do not admit dogs!"
There will be silence, warmth, peace,
some bones, a ball, and a pillow.
There you will have your own room
and no one will chase you out of bed.
But in this kingdom of dog bliss
no one will take you on their knees,
No one opening the house door will shout "DJ, come dear".
No one will pet you goodnight,
no one will wake you for breakfast...
For on those doors on a sign is written,
"Sorry, we do not admit people!"