I was born in a valley of bricks
Where the river runs high above the rooftops.
I was waiting for the cars coming home late at night -
From the Dutch mountains.
I was standing in a valley of rock
Up to my belly in an early fog.
I was looking for the road to a green painted house -
In the Dutch mountains.
In the Dutch mountains
- Mountains -.
I met a woman in a valley of stone
She was painting roses on the walls of her home.
And the moon is a coin with the head of the queen -
Of the Dutch mountains; in the Dutch mountains.
I lost a button of my shirt today
It fell on the ground and it was rolling away.
Like a trail leading me back to the Dutch mountains
To the Dutch mountains, mountains
I met a miller on the back of a cow
He was looking for the wind
But he didn′t know how.
I said: "Follow the cloud that looks like a sheep"
In the Dutch mountains
In the Dutch mountains
In the Dutch mountains
In the Dutch mountains.
Mountains
Mountains
Mountains
Mountains
Mountains
Buildings
Buildings
Buildings
Buildings
Mountains
Writer(s): Robert Stips, R. Kloet, Hendrik Hofstede
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