I’d never met Mr. Campbell
Or heard of Mr. Stone,
But now I’ve ceased to ramble,
They’ve provided me a home.
A place for old and older,
Not poor or broke nor rich.
For meek and mild and bolder,
It runs without a hitch.

A bus to take us shopping
Or cruising to the mall,
And even island hopping
There’s something for us all.
Pat Pepper keeps us busy,
Not anchored to a chair
Al Widener’s in a tizzy
If we’re not happy there.

The staff is neat and clever
At Bradshaw’s restaurant
I plan to stay forever,
‘Cause it’s my favorite haunt.
No need to roam or gamble
For we are not alone,
God bless you Mr. Campbell
God keep you Mr. Stone

It's ninety degrees in the shade back home
And September brings no relief I fear
From sweating and fretting, oh, no, let's go-
We'll be riding on the Rocky Mountaineer

Expecting the best, we heard the "All aboard!"
To the sound of bagpipes whining
Longing to see mountains, trees and streams
But it's for sighting of bears that I'm pining

The meals keep coming-no one stays hungry
With our hostess, Holliday, we haven't a care
By the end of the day we spied osprey, geese and ducks but
When pulling into Kamloops, no one had spotted a bear

A walkabout, then sleeping so deeply
Whisked back on board by our competent crew
I remembered my dream of a bear in a stream
With her cubs-how I wish it comes true

The Monashee Mountains are so peaceful
We spy snow-capped peaks from afar
The leaves on the trees changing gold and red
But rolling into Tumtum still no bear

Soon we crossed the Columbia River
Salmon tantalizing eagles for a bite
While passing through the town of Revelstoke
A family of bears-all plastic-came in sight

"Look out!" came a call from the front of the train
A signal to us who pulled up the rear
We "Red Line" passengers ready with cameras
A false alarm-no bear or moose is near

The Selkirk Mountains promise some glaciers
And Stonycreek Bridge is followed by lunch
The Kicking Horse River showed spirit it's true
But no bears will show up is my hunch

And so surely to see that elusive bear of my dreams
I'll just have to return come next year
Til then I will dream salmon-filled mountain streams
And the all-aboard call of the Rocky Mountaineer

The two of us walk
this beautiful day,

sharing life and smiling,
down winding paths
of woven stems
Following footprints to
chilled winter landings
Counting leaves as they fall
in flickering fashions of
assorted shades and pastels
Painting blue skies
with heartbeat brushstrokes,
creating a masterpiece
Pointing to whipped cream clouds,
seeing a castle in the sunset
glowing for only us,
and even though we are apart,
we are still together...

walking, falling in love
all over again

Hoy en mi ventana brilla el sol
Y el corazón se pone triste contemplando la ciudad
Porque te vas.
Como cada noche desperté pensando en ti
Y en mi reloj todas las horas vi pasar
Porque te vas.
Todas las promesas de mi amor se irán contigo
Me olvidaras, me olvidaras
Junto a la estación lloraré igual que un niño
Porque te vas, porque te vas.
Bajo la penumbra de un farol se dormirán
Todas las cosas que quedaron por decir se dormirán
Junto a las manillas de un reloj esperarán
Todas las horas que quedaron por vivir esperarán.

In English :

Because you are leaving

The sun shines through my window today
And my heart feels sad
while looking at the city
Because you are leaving.
Just like every night,
I woke up thinking of you
And I saw as all the hours
Passed by in my clock
Because you are leaving.
All my love promises will be gone with you
You will forget me, you will forget me
Next to the station
I will cry like a child
Because you are leaving,
Because you are leaving.
Under the shadow of a street lamp
They will sleep
All the things left unsaid will sleep there
They will wait next to a clock's hands
They will wait for all those hours
That we had yet to live.