Vertaling van: Veldhuis & Kemper - Het Kaartenhuis

I've build a house of cards, and I sold it to myself
It looks just fine, but inside it's cold

It's on a very classy street
A house like that isn't very special there
Except for my back door, because it always stands open

It shakes a bit because of the draft, the cold gets inside my bed
But my back door stays open, my back door stays open
'Cause on that back door, I've bet my wild card

If it's going to blow hard, if it's ever going to blow hard
If it's going to blow hard, it falls to pieces
It it's going to blow hard, let it never blow hard
If it's going to blow hard, it falls to pieces

The rooms are too big and there are far too much rooms
And every room has his own roommate of cards But I hardly ever see them, except for the rent
'Cause it takes time to build, and the maintenance is expensive

But whatever I do, I'm waiting for the hurricane
'Cause when it all collapses, when everything collapses
I don't need my back door
To see who remains standing there

If it's going to blow hard, if it's ever going to blow hard
If it's going to blow hard, it falls to pieces
It it's going to blow hard, let it never blow hard
If it's going to blow hard, it falls to pieces

Let it blow hard, let it blow hard now
Let it blow hard, let it blow hard, let it blow hard now, let it blow hard and blow hard
And blow hard and blow harder 'till it's storming

'Till it's storming