Het Dorp [English translation]

At home I still have a postcard

On which a church, a cart with horse

A butcher shop J. van der Ven

A pub, a lady on a bicycle

It probably says nothing to you

But it is where I was born

This village, I still remember how it was

The farmer's children in class

A cart rattling on the cobbles

The town hall with a pump in front of it

A sand path between wheat

The livestock, the farms

And along my father's garden path

I saw the tall trees standing

I was a child and didn't know better

Than that it would never pass

How simple they lived back then

In simple house among greenery

With farm flowers and a hedge

But apparently they lived the wrong way

The village is modernized

And now they are on the right track

Because see, how rich life is

They see the television quiz

And live in concrete boxes

With a lot of glass, then you can see

How the sofa looks in Mien's house

And her dresser with plastic roses

The village youth cling to each other a bit

In mini-skirt and beatle-hair

And cheer along with beat music

I know it is their right

The new time, just like what you say

But it makes me a bit melancholic

I have known theirs fathers

They bought liquorice for a penny

I saw their mothers jump rope

That village from then, it is over

This is all what stayed for me

A postcard and memories

When I saw the tall trees standing

Along my father's garden path

I was a child, how could I know

That that would pass forever