Liefs uit London [English translation]

I know nothing about the world

Aside from what I hear and see,

Aside from what I read

I don't know any other countries, even if I've been there myself

I don't know big cities

Except for those in the books

Except for those on tv

I don't know any other city

Than the city in which I live

But she sends me postcards from Madrid.

And there is a letter from Moscow.

With the most beautiful stories. God, she is so sweet.

Yesterday from Lisbon, I miss you and a kiss.

Today from Prague, a small note, because there is so much to do.

And tomorrow when the mailman has found my house again

Then she fills up my heart with all the love from London.

I know nothing about the world.

Aside from what I hear and see, aside from what I feel.

I live day by day, without worry and without goal.

I don't know far away countries

Except from those in my atlas, I dream about them every night.

But I only dream about the countries where she ever thought of me.

Like a beautiful and big belief

On the wall of my thoughts

Hangs a world map, waiting.

Until she returns.

With her travels in my head

I put down flags in the earth

The same colour, the same value.

But she sends me postcards from Madrid.

And there is a letter from Moscow.

With the most beautiful stories. God, she is so sweet.

Yesterday from Lisbon, I miss you and a kiss.

Today from Prague, a small note, because there is so much to do.

And tomorrow when the mailman has found my house again

Then she fills up my heart with all the love from London.