Текст и перевод песни Dana Winner - Een Lied Voor Kinderen

Een Lied Voor Kinderen

Dit is een lied alleen voor kind′ren
Ik heb alleen de tijd verplaatst
Nu ze stilaan uitgespeeld zijn
Een trappenhuis dat werd een speelplaats
Een lied dat zingt "geeft ze de ruimte"
Een lied dat dartelt in de zon
Over dicht bijzijnde polders
Over de wijde horizon
Over een stad die autovrij was
Met een muziektent op de markt
En een eindeloze speeltuin
En met natuurlijk ook een park

Diediediediediedaidaidam
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Stel je voor, je kon er spelen
In de straten, op het plein
Ongestoord kon je er hink'len
De stad zou helemaal van jou zijn
Ergens hoor je kind′ren tellen
En je telt mee "acht, negen, tien"
En je hoort na al die jaren
"Wie niet weg is is gezien"

Diediediediediedaidaidam
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Dit is een liedje alleen voor kind'ren
In het land van koning welvaart
Morgen zullen ze niet meer spelen
Hun spel is vogelvrij verklaard
Een liedje voor kleine zielige vogels
Die als kind'ren zijn vermomd
Wier vleugels men heeft kortgeknipt
Hun gezang is haast verstomd

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A Song for Children

This is a song for children only
I have only moved the time
Now that they have finished playing
A staircase became a playground
A song that sings "give them space"
A song that frolics in the sun
About nearby polders
About the wide horizon
About a city that was car-free
With a bandstand in the market
And an endless playground
And of course a park

Diediediediediedaidaidam
Diediediediediediedaidam
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Imagine, you could play there
In the streets, on the square
You could hop undisturbed
The city would be all yours
Somewhere you hear children counting
And you count along "eight, nine, ten"
And you hear after all those years
"If you're not gone, you're seen"

Diediediediediedaidaidam
Diediediediediediedaidam
Diediediediediedaidaidam
Diediediediediediedaidam

This is a song for children only
In the land of King Welfare
Tomorrow they will no longer play
Their play is outlawed
A song for little pitiful birds
Who are disguised as children
Whose wings have been clipped
Their singing has almost stopped

Diediediediediedaidaidam
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