au travers de la fenêtre

je regarde l'horizon bleu

et les gens qui marche dans la rue

je les regarde depuis mon trou dans le mur

je rêve,

je marche dans la rue

et tous le monde est sortie de leur refuge de pierre

and that is a sight to behold

the great and colorful human wave.

the remnants of the summer breeze

flow through the dutch houses

and the sky is blue

I sing in my head with hope

because there is always a tomorrow

and we can still bathe in the sun.

through my window

and as write

the light flows

I silently sink

and Terpsichore whisper in my ear

beautiful and vibrant dreams.