Today we place you to final rest
know that with your presence we've been blessed.
six feet down in your grave
we shed a tear, goodbye we wave.
the time has come to let you go
the sound rings out of the graveyard crow.
the clouds may part, the sun may shine
the priest speaks out, its now the time.
family cuddle and hug as we walk away
i'll never forget such a painful day.
......
I moved like a bird on a wire-
unsteady,trembling,
too high to rest,too low to fly.
There were nights
when the silence pressed in so tightly
I mistook it for peace.
I spoke when I should have listened,
reached when I should have let go.
......
I worked at a boisterous animal shelter, which wasn't too far from my home,
That filled days with barks, meows and singing, like green wilderness zones.
I loved working with the various animals, and wished they could all be mine;
Just as stars collect celestial beauties, anytime favorable conditions combine.
Yet, I still enjoyed watching the animals, going off to the new, loving abodes,
Meowing happily and tails wagging, and setting out upon life's various roads.
Mine was a family of animal lovers, as they'd always been a part of our lives;
......
Do you miss me too,
when the night folds into silence,
when the hours stretch longerthan they should?
The distance keeps us far apart,
a horizon I cannot reach,
a road that doesnot end.
But my longing for you doesn't ever stop,
it carries itself through every breath,
......
In meinen Gedanken
versuche ich,dich wiederzufinden.
Als gäbe es irgendwo,
hinter dem Vorhang der Zeit,
noch eine Öffnung.
Ich gehe durch Bruchstücke der Vergangenheit,
deine Stimme ein Echo,
das nie ganz bleibt.
Dein Gesicht verblasst
......
I'd let go of the past,
Truly live the present
But you,
You are neither past nor present
Too close to let go
Too far to live out
So the future is my hope,
......
Door aan jou te denken
onteigen ik mijn eigen gedachten.
Ze behoren mij niet meer toe.
Jij woont erin,
met herinneringen
die ik niet kan stillen
Wat ik voel,
lijkt niet van mij.
Wat ik denk,
......
In meinen Gedanken
versuche ich,dich wiederzufinden.
Als gäbe es irgendwo,
hinter dem Vorhang der Zeit,
noch eine Öffnung.
Ich gehe durch Bruchstücke der Vergangenheit,
deine Stimme ein Echo,
das nie ganz bleibt.
Dein Gesicht verblasst
......
In my thoughts
I try to find you again.
As if somewhere,
behind the curtain of time,
there's still an opening.
I walk through fragments of the past,
your voice an echo
that never quite stays.
Your face fades
......
In mijn gedachten
probeer ik jou terug te vinden.
Alsof er ergens,
achter het gordijn van de tijd,
nog een opening is.
Ik loop door flarden van vroeger,
je stem als een echo
die niet blijft hangen.
Je gezicht vervaagt
......