Din trogne vän genom livet!
Publicerat den: 2007-07-07 [16:02:58]
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A dog sits waiting in the cold Autumn sun
Too faithful to leave, too frightened to run.
He´s been here for days now with nothing to do
But sit by the road, waiting for you.
He can´t understand why you left him that day.
He thought you and he were stopping to play.
He´s sure you´ll come back, and that´s why he stays.
How long will he suffer´ How many more days?
His legs have grown weak, his throat´s parched and dry,
He´s sick now from hunger and falls, with a sigh.
He lays down his head and closes his eyes.
I wish you could see how a waiting dog dies.
. . .
A dog sits waiting in the cold Autumn sun
Too faithful to leave, too frightened to run.
He´s been here for days now with nothing to do
But sit by the road, waiting for you.
He can´t understand why you left him that day.
He thought you and he were stopping to play.
He´s sure you´ll come back, and that´s why he stays.
How long will he suffer´ How many more days?
His legs have grown weak, his throat´s parched and dry,
He´s sick now from hunger and falls, with a sigh.
He lays down his head and closes his eyes.
I wish you could see how a waiting dog dies.
. . .
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