And what is it like to lose your pet?
For me, who has not had any children (at least that I know of… 😅), losing Manuela, Markos, Mastín, Max,…. was, in a word:
RIPPING.
That’s right, with capital letters. Because she wasn’t «just a pet.»
She was family. A companion. Part of my soul.
And if you don’t have animals, I respect that.
But don’t minimize the pain of those who do.
Don’t say «it was just a dog» or «just a cat.»
Because for many of us… they were EVERYTHING.
We live seeing deaths every day on TV.
Hundreds of people, in wars, tragedies…
And we keep on eating.
We have become hardened.
We have become accustomed to it.
But when you lose the one you love -even if it has four legs-
…it breaks you.
It leaves you with a silence that screams every day.
🎧 Yesterday I found this song.
Created with AI. Not officially released yet.
But it’s already a gem.
A song that hurts. That says it all without saying it all.
If you have loved an animal, it will touch your soul.
And if not… maybe it will help you understand us a little more. 🐾
Of course, here you have the lyrics organized in stanzas, to make it easier to read and understand:
I built our home with bleeding hands
Laid each brick with love and plans
You were my light, my reason why
Now I just talk to an empty sky
I’m still waiting at the door
Where your laughter lived before
Every night I whisper low
«Come back home, don’t let me go»
But silence is all I know
You wore your cap, I fixed your tie
Watched you chase your dreams and fly
I gave you wings, I stayed behind
But now you’re gone, and so is time
I’m still waiting at the door
Where your footsteps touched the floor
Even pain begins to fade
But the love, it always remained
Still alone, still afraid
I don’t need much, just one more day
To hear you call, to hear you say
That I remember who you are
But wishes don’t go that far
So I sing here on the stage
Old and tired, full of ache
Not for gold, not for fame
Just to call out your name
Still waiting
Still the same
literary translation according to IA
I built our home with bleeding hands
I laid every brick with love and plans
You were my light, my reason for being
Now I only speak to an unanswered sky
I’m still waiting at the door
where your loose laughter used to live
Every night I whisper softly:
«Come home, don’t leave me alone»
But silence is the only thing I know.
You put on your cap, I adjusted your tie
I watched you chase your dreams on silver wings
I gave you wings, I stayed behind
But now you’re gone… and time is going away
I’m still waiting at the door
Where your footsteps brushed the dead carpet
Even the pain is starting to fade
But love… it doesn’t want to leave
I’m still alone, I’m still afraid
I don’t need much, just one more day
To hear you call, to hear you maybe
To say you still remember who I am
But wishes don’t go that far, today
So I sing here, on the stage
Old, tired, with my soul in calvary
Not for gold, not for fame
Just to shout your name with my soul
I’m still waiting
I’m still the same
From MasTorrencito we wish you a good day and may your dogs be with you!!!!
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