Mijn lief Pluisje
Stomgeslagen,
geen woorden voor dit verdriet,
mijn hart gebroken,
mijn Pluisje, mijn liefje...
If tears could build a stairway,
and memories were a lane,
I would walk right up to heaven
to bring you home again.
No farewell words were spoken
no time to say goodbye
you were gone before I knew it,
and only God knows why.
My heart still aches in sadness
and secret tears still flow,
what it meant to lose you,
no one will ever know.
Maryo.