* L�ngetorps Rudolf
F�dd 1996-02-26
D�d 2003-11-05
Men till den som finner honom p� andra sidan,
finner den vackraste skatt vi haft.
Tack f�r alla vackra minnen du gett oss under de �r vi
fick �ran att k�nna dig.
Var r�dd om honom gud!
Nu har du inte ont mer.
Nu springer du med Berner-kompisar p� gr�na �ngar & jagar kaniner.
Du l�mnade ett stort tomrum efter dig.
Vi kommer alltid att minnas dig..
A little dog-angel waits.
With other amgels he will not play
But he sits alone at the gates.
"For I know my master will come", says he
"And when he comes he will call for me".
And he�s master om earth, far down below,
as he sits in his fireside chair,
forgets sometimes, and whistles low
for he� Berner thats no longer there
And the little dog-angel cocks he� ears
And dreams that his master� voice he
And I know when at length his master waits
Outside in the dark and cold
For the hound of death to open the gates
That lead to the courts of gold
His big Berner� welcomming bark
Will comfort his soul in the shivering dark...
