Dooplett - хатико. для линды. моей собаки она умерла - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The dog does not need any expensive cars, no luxurious houses, no fashionable clothes .. She has no business rich you or poor ... smart or stupid ... Give her love and she will answer the same ... Does people can be said about many people? Do you feel necessary, loved, the only one? Do you feel happy with many? A lovely friend who teaches us that you can feel happy even in a pool of water .. This is a capable and diligent student. But the dog is also a great teacher. And her valuable lessons should not forget ..

Probably, many of us know Hachiko .. Probably everyone felt what was worried about this dog .. I'm not going to climb into someone else's soul, but now I will try to tell his story, his feelings and thoughts from his face himself ..

Japan .. then the plane .. train .. station ..

It is the station! I was lost on it ..

I walked somewhere, I myself do not understand where ..

Someone else's city, people - everything so scared me ..

I was too small .. except for hazing lights

I have not seen anything through the drawer grilles ..

Already darkly .. it was scary .. but I, like a wolf, went ahead,

I realized that here I am more than alone ..

Not a single smell, alternating fear

I walked around the rail, not knowing where I would be tomorrow ..

The path was blocked by a man from the locomotive ..

I took the hands, warmed, and then the paws completely frozen ..

I took it to myself, put in the booth .. there warmly, although it is cramped ..

In the shelter refused to take me, there was no place there ..

From the moment I began to understand everything deeper ..

That besides him here, I don't need anyone else ..

I went to work to the station, and I met there ..

I missed, waited, always for him on guard ..

I did not even notice how time was flying ..

My life was color, although I see only in black and white ..

Once in the morning I felt something wrong!

Lyal, tried to stop him, at least delay!

That still left .. Whom of us to blame?

He did not understand .. and I regretted that I could not speak ..

How I anticipated, he never returned home ..

Nast five, nor in seven .. By ten, the station was completely empty ..

I was returned to the booth .. and only my ball

I saw that the dogs are crying too ..

After his death in the house, everything reminded him ..

Joy - On the bottom, the family went to another area ..

Bought a new home .. His daughter took me to him

But I escaped from there, there are no substitute for replacements!

Now the house was the station for me ..

At night I slept under the old train, and I returned in the morning

Back .. and so ten years ..

And no matter Winter or summer .. it does not matter, rain or snow ..

And every time the station door opened ..

I waited when he came out, I believed infinitely ..

That he will return home .. that he did not die at all ..

But, oddly enough, there are other people.

All hurried to the native .. and I wanted to rush to him ..

I saw him the best friend .. I saw his wife ..

Hugged firmly, with tears at me looking at me:

"Hati, old man, still waiting?" .. - still waiting ..

I remember..

I do not forget..

Everybody knows..

That you never erase those who love ..

And even his no, I believe that he is somewhere near ..

Guards me from troubles, as I guarded him once ..

Snow circles in the air .. But I do not up to the Waltz ..

I waited for him .. that he will return .. but never waited ..

It was my last day at the station ..

I returned under the train, all my life was rushed before my eyes ..

The heart is no longer knocking, I gave death keys ..

I went to him .. Now nothing will separate us ...