I heard that Flanders had fell, whilst it did not exist. Are Black Hawks liars or was it something I missed? In Flanders Fields the poppies grow, Not spoiled by blood, for as far as I know...
The crying rabbits are welcome to stay. In the hills, the meadows or in a calm bay. The barren wasteland is turning green. Through a river of tears that has never been seen.
Once again we stand alone. Chewing on a rabbit's bone. The solitude is haunting me and then again it sets me free.
Katucha
Kom op konijntje doe maar wiebelen, wiebelen. Kom op konijntje doe maar wiebelen, wiebelen, huppel. Wiebeluh, huppeluh, wiebel, wiebel, huppel, huppel, wiebeluh, huppeluh, ja wiebeluh, wiebl.. Kom op konijntje!
We watched the riders drive by. A real pro-tour-team, my oh my. They were searching for the rabbits that are gone, a bit wobbely on their bikes, looks like they haven't won...
Zij zullen hem niet temmen, de fiere Vlaamse Leeuw, Al dreigen zij zijn vrijheid met kluisters en geschreeuw. Zij zullen hem niet temmen, zolang een Vlaming leeft, Zolang de Leeuw kan klauwen, zolang hij tanden heeft. Zij zullen hem niet temmen, zolang een Vlaming leeft, Zolang de Leeuw kan klauwen, zolang hij tanden heeft. Zolang de Leeuw kan klauwen, zolang hij tanden heeft.
The Homeland is secured, some came to shelter. We were pleased to help out in this helter skelter. Now they can return and live free in the proud region by the sea.
The Protectorate of CrissCross, how's everything? Thanks for the various lines you bring. They point here and there and everywhere... to the founderless lands for which you care.
The Homeland has grown enormous. Gathering medals, becoming glorious... We hold number one of the region in every census, but never gold will be bestowed upon us.