The salty sea takes a deep brackish sigh
The hot air trembles quietly above the land
Hey! Sometimes someone unexpectedtly flees

Alarmfase two is hardly infamous here
But people are ignorant and stay silent about what they hear and see
Here at the shore. the Zeeuwse shore (Zeeland is a province in Holland)

Where the people unconsciously get in the mood for a musselfeast
And don't speak of eating when they are full and content
Then calmly go to sleep again

Here at the shore, the Zeeuwse shore
Where everyone unconsciously
gets spoken to in German

Where the chain has been broken
And every ship had been burned
But there is nothing wrong

Vlissingen (town in Zeeland) breaths heavily and cheerlessly tonight
The harbor is abandonned, because there is only one ship


And that one has to be brought out of the harbor in the dark
Commemorating the good times of purety and strength
But people are ignorant

And are quiet about what they hear and see
Here at the shore, the Zeeuwse shore
Where the summer unconsciously

is being enjoyed with fast pace
And where everybody can wildly and
persistently do as they please

Untill they are full and content
Here at the shore, the Zeeuwse shore
Where the love will lose of the

lust every time again
Because she just can't choose
between good and not so bad

But that's just how things go
Here at the shore