A part of me died,
The 日 あなた left the world.
あなた had a cold nose,
And a very warm heart.
あなた were the best gift,
That anyone could receive.
I loved あなた もっと見る than anything,
And あなた loved me just the same.
あなた didn't mind, even though あなた knew,
That I was the fool on the hill.
We used to sit under the shade,
Of the mighty maple.
Now I find myself sitting alone.
I hear the lonely cries,
Of the Mourning Dove.
あなた and I, we used to hear the song,
The Tufted Titmouse sang about drinking tea.
I still hear that song, do あなた still hear it?
Thunderstorms don't have the same appeal,
Without あなた ringing the doorbell.
あなた were afraid of thunderstorms.
Tell me, are あなた still afraid?
Farewell, Birthday Gift 落花生, ピーナッツ Butter,
Until we meet again.
To the best dog in the world and my best friend
March 17, 2004-May 7, 2018
The 日 あなた left the world.
あなた had a cold nose,
And a very warm heart.
あなた were the best gift,
That anyone could receive.
I loved あなた もっと見る than anything,
And あなた loved me just the same.
あなた didn't mind, even though あなた knew,
That I was the fool on the hill.
We used to sit under the shade,
Of the mighty maple.
Now I find myself sitting alone.
I hear the lonely cries,
Of the Mourning Dove.
あなた and I, we used to hear the song,
The Tufted Titmouse sang about drinking tea.
I still hear that song, do あなた still hear it?
Thunderstorms don't have the same appeal,
Without あなた ringing the doorbell.
あなた were afraid of thunderstorms.
Tell me, are あなた still afraid?
Farewell, Birthday Gift 落花生, ピーナッツ Butter,
Until we meet again.
To the best dog in the world and my best friend
March 17, 2004-May 7, 2018
