Vertaling van: Veldhuis & Kemper - Hij Is De Zomer

He is the summer for me
In the fall he just brings the sun closer

When rain pours down from the pitch-black sky
And the wind from the east doesn't turn
When the ground beneath me cracks and swears and sighs
And everything here
Yells for a clear blue sky

Then he comes down and looks at me
As if it's only just beginning
And when he takes my hand and says let's go
Then it seems
Nothing else exists He is the summer for me
In the fall he just brings the sun closer
And even in the winter he knows
Where spring is still hidden somewhere in me

And when I don't know where to look
I don't even see a beginning
When my shoulders to the wheel don't work for a moment
And nothing comes
Just right again by itself

Then he asks a question that no one has ever thought of
Because that's just the way it is
And he has a why for every answer
Then that question
In retrospect, it turns out not to be so stupid

He laughs, he nags, he plays, he whines
He's been waiting so long now
He stomps, bores, he floats, he colors
And suddenly kisses my cheek