praten en we zingen en we lach-ahahahaa, het Land van Maas en Waal, van Maas en Waal, van Maas en Waal, van Maas en Waal, van Maas en Waal
Come up screaming Come up screaming I never seen you look like this without a reason Another promise fallen through, another season passes by you I
saw where you stand. But when we did give the shield and the sword. They lost the signal and entered our old land. The evil race from land unknown.
Because he called the forest brother, Because he called the earth his mother, They drove him out into the rain. Some people even said The boy from the
Here the roar a coming Here the roar a coming Here the roar a coming now Got news for your mother Got news for your mother Got news for your mother tonight
Let's get out of this country Let's get out of this country I'll admit I am bored with me I drowned my sorrows and slept around When not in body at least
be a blessing (It would be a blessing) To know that you died Inside your proud home On this land On this land On this land On this land, we defended
home, he was young Boy from the country, he loves the sun Yes, he does, yes, he does He tried to tell us we should love the land We just turned our
She was a lady from the country of eleven hundred springs She could drink more beer than I could buy She was a lady from the country of eleven hundred
Nuit siderale Iles perdues qui tournoient Brouillard d'etoiles Ou le regard se noie. Deja les enfants dorment Et la maison craqu' doucement Devant le
Babbo babbino non picchiarmi tanto forte, t'attacchi al vino e giu coi calci sulle mie gambe corte. Delle legnate sei l'esperto ma ti avverto, toccami
Waiting for people from the land Where everything is green We know we'll help you understand Everything that you need My powers gone But yours are strong
from the country Left his home when he was young Boy from the country He loves the sun. He tried to tell us we should love the land We just turned our
Le jour de ma naissance Un scarabee est mort Je le porte autour de mon cou Fleur de porcelaine Au parfum interdit Je n'accepterai que les fous Je
Vertaling: Wolfgang Ambros. Is hij van het land.
Vertaling: Art Paul Schlosser. Ze zullen niet spelen dit op de Country Western R.
Vertaling: Caparezza. In een land van Balordi.
Vertaling: John Denver. Jongen Van Het Land.