Under the green sky in the blue sun
The tin orchestra plays in a large rain barrel
There passes over the hills and through the large forest
The long procession into the mountains of the Jurenbosch circus< br/>And we talk and we sing and we all laugh
Because behind those high mountains lies the land of Maas and Waal
I walk in front, arm in arm, with a hangover
Behind that are two rabbits with a funnel on their heads
And then the big cockerel lays a glass egg
When you shake it, it snows on the Egmond abbey
I extend my copper hand to a girl
Then two Moors come with their trains in their hands
Then the fanfare blows in honor of the scissors
Who marries the thimble, they love each other
And under the purple sky the brown sun
The concert band still plays in a large rain barrel
There passes over the hills and through the large forest
The long procession into the mountains of the circus Jurenbosch
And we talk and we sing and we all laugh
For there behind the high mountains lies the land of Maas and Waal
We escaped the king of Spain
He had us in his bed and the pantry caught
We set fire to all the churches with brandy
It's gangrene so it doesn't matter and it won't be in the newspaper
The suffering is over, the horizon is shining
When the dead are drunk and Pierlala disappears
Then we give the trumpet and the fat dragon
And eat shortbread in the evening at the party at Sandman's place
And under the golden sky the silver sun
The concert band always plays in a large rain barrel
There passes over the hills and through the big forest
The procession goes into the mountains of the Jurenbosch circus for good
And we we talk and we sing and we laugh, haha!
The land of Maas and Waal
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