Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here,
that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends
so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food and water and sunshine,
and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor;
those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again,
just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one thing:
they miss someone very special to them who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance.
The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers.
Suddenly he begins to break away from the group,
flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet,
you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.
The happy kisses rain upon your face;
your hands again caress the beloved head,
and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet,
so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together... |
Aan de voet van de heuvel, dicht bij de bosrand,
ligt een weelderig en sappig groen grasland.
Hier spelen en rusten onze dierbare vrienden,
nadat ze tijdens hun leven ons dienden.
En hier bij die mooie regenboogbrug,
vinden ze hun rust en gezondheid weer terug.
Ze ravotten in het gras, zonder pijn of verdriet,
en spelen tot er één z'n baasje weer ziet.
Dan springt hij op, en spitst zijn oren,
deze oude vriendschap ging toch nooit verloren.
Ze rennen naar elkaar, en begroeten elkaar met kussen.
Hier komt echt niemand ooit tussen.
Eindelijk hebben ze elkaar weer terug
en tezamen gaan ze over de regenboogbrug. |
