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

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

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

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

We suffer no more!

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

Oh, land of the
From to shore
view us as victors

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

For was ours against all odds
a miracle in a world without gods

Bloodstained
Hear our men
But foreign rule
flags
Hear our men
We suffer no more

We suffer no more!

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

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

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