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

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

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

Bloodstained
Hear our men
But under foreign
Bloodstained
Hear our men
We shall suffer no

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, of the Flanders
From field to
Shall us as victors

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

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

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

We shall no more!

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

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

En de dansen...