Luyện nghe bài hát On Golden Fields (De Leeuwen Dansen)

We ask not the that riches supply
Our weapons shall
What betrayers buy
Throwing the invaders
Reigning our land and
And finally these nobles
What it to be slaves

Far more in numbers
armed they came
But are it not our
That these rascals
A victory certain
They held their hands
But courage, craft and
Gave us a hand

flags
Hear our men
But under rule
flags
Hear our men
We shall no more

We suffer no more!

"Het heir staat immer pal
Daar 't winnen of daar 't zal
Alhier, aan lange lansen
De dansen, de leeuwen dansen"

Oh, of the Flanders
From field to
Shall view us as

Oh, land of the
field to shore
Shall us as victors
Or us no more!

For victory was against all odds
Truly a miracle in a world gods

Bloodstained
our men roar
But under foreign
flags
Hear our men
We suffer no more

We shall no more!

(I close my eyes. A voice from a century buried by time and dust my
ears. And the sings:)

"Het Vlaamse heir staat pal
't winnen of daar 't sterven zal
Alhier, aan lange lansen
De leeuwen dansen, de dansen"

En de dansen...