Lyrics Хатико - Собаке не нужно ни дорогих машин, ни роскошных домов.

Dogs do not need no fancy cars or luxury homes or fashionable clothes .. she does not care you're rich or poor ... smart or stupid ... gave her love and she will answer the same ... about whether many people can say this ? With many if you feel it necessary , beloved , only ? With many if you feel happy? A great friend , who teaches us that we can feel happy even in a puddle of water .. This capable and diligent student . But the dog is also a great teacher . And her valuable lessons do not forget ..

Probably many of us know Hachiko .. Probably everyone has experienced what it experienced dog .. not my business to go into someone else's soul , but now I try to tell his story , his thoughts and feelings on behalf of himself ..

Japan .. Then the plane .. train station .. ..
It is the station ! On it I'm lost ..
I wandered off somewhere , I do not understand where ..
Strange city , the people - all so scared me ..
I was still too small .. Also lights half-asleep
I could not see through the bars of the box ..
It was dark .. It was terrible .. But I , like a wolf , went ahead
Realizing that I was here more than lonely ..
A single familiar smell , against fears
I walked around the rail , not knowing where I 'll be tomorrow ..
I blocked the path of a locomotive man ..
Took on his hands, warmed , and then very cold feet ..
Took to himself , put in a box .. It's warm , though closely ..
The shelter refused to take me , there was no place ..
From the moment I began to understand more deeply ..
That apart from him here I do not need anyone else ..
Off to work to the station and met there ..
Bored, waiting for him was always on guard ..
Not even notice how time flew ..
Life has been a color , though I see only in black and white ..
One morning, I felt something was wrong !
Barked , tried to stop him , even though delay !
That still left .. Who of us is to blame?
He did not understand .. And I regret that I can not speak ..
As I foresaw home, he did not come back ..
Neither five nor seven .. Towards ten station was completely empty ..
I returned to the booth .. And only my ball
Saw the dog in pain cry too ..

After his death the house was like all of it ..
Joy - at the bottom , the family moved to another district ..
Bought a new house .. His daughter took me to his
But I ran away from there , still not interchangeable !
Now home to me was exactly the station ..
At night I slept under an old train, and in the morning returned
Back .. And so ten years ..
And no matter winter or summer .. No matter rain or snow ..
And every time the door opened vokzal'naya ..
I waited , when will he , I am infinitely believed ..
That he would return home .. What he did not die ..
But , oddly enough , came out strangers ..
All were in a hurry to native .. And I wanted to rush to it ..
Saw his best friend .. I saw his wife ..
Hugged tightly , with tears looking at me :
" Hachi , old , still waiting for? " .. - Still waiting ..
I remember ..
I will not forget ..
Everyone knows ..
That memory will never be erased those who love ..
And though it is not, I believe that he is somewhere near ..
Protects me from harm , as I once guarded ..
Snow swirls in the air .. But I do not to waltz ..
I waited for him .. he'll be back .. But did not wait ..
It was my last day at the station ..
I went back under the train sped whole life before my eyes ..
Heart no longer knocks , I gave the keys of death ..
Out to him .. Now there is nothing that separates ...