For Onne, the cat, the much caressed one
And Jacqueline, who misses him so much

Will you promise me something, dear old cat?
Shall you never die?
Never, never? Please?

Dear child, I cannot promise you that.
But when you cannot find me anymore,
Nowhere,not anywhere, wherever you look,

Then you will see me back in your dreams.
Not often, however much you want,
But sometimes, sometimes, as a flash in the distance.

When you look at the garden in the rain,
Then you will know again hoe I sat befor the window,
And you will think: yes, yes, he always sat like that.

And when it storms again, outside,
Then you will hear me sometimes, somewhere in the house,
And then you will say: yes, yes, his voice was exactly like that.

Will you not be sad then?
Remember how you felt my heartbeat
When you carried me from the stairs.