Vertaling van: Thomas Van Luyn - Aukje
Aukje, Aukje
As soon as I saw you, I wanted you
And if I only could, I would you
Aukje
Aukje, Aukje
And if you ever feel cold, I build you
A house and if you're sad, I will
Hold you tight
Aukje, Aukje
I build you the most beautiful airplane
I brew you the best beers
For the thirst
Aukje, Aukje
And if it's too much for you, I'll carry you
And if you don't understand, I'll
Explain everything to you
Aukje, Aukje
And if it couldn't be otherwise, I'll marry you
And if we have a fight, I'll snarl you
Nothing
Aukje, Aukje
And sometimes, I'll ask: "Auk, do I oppress you"
And you'll say "Yes", well, I'll trust you
Just more Aukje, Aukje
Even if I got dementia, I'll remember you
And if I die, I'll behold you
From the sky
From the sky
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
Aukje, sometimes you hurt me
Au, au, au, au
Aukje, you can be hard
But whatever you do
It's always fine by me
Oh
Aukje, Aukje
And if you're getting ugly, I'll rebuild you
And if it will be nothing, I'll sculpt you
To something beautiful
Aukje, Aukje
I'd rather have you than Froukje
I'd even rather have you than Sjoukje
Or Joukje
Aukje, Aukje
And if you're standing still, I'll bash you
And if you're a little too tall, I'll fold you
Fold you up
Fold you up
Aukje, Aukje
As soon as I saw you, I wanted you
And if I only could, I would you
Aukje
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As soon as I saw you, I wanted you
And if I only could, I would you
Aukje
Aukje, Aukje
And if you ever feel cold, I build you
A house and if you're sad, I will
Hold you tight
Aukje, Aukje
I build you the most beautiful airplane
I brew you the best beers
For the thirst
Aukje, Aukje
And if it's too much for you, I'll carry you
And if you don't understand, I'll
Explain everything to you
Aukje, Aukje
And if it couldn't be otherwise, I'll marry you
And if we have a fight, I'll snarl you
Nothing
Aukje, Aukje
And sometimes, I'll ask: "Auk, do I oppress you"
And you'll say "Yes", well, I'll trust you
Just more Aukje, Aukje
Even if I got dementia, I'll remember you
And if I die, I'll behold you
From the sky
From the sky
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch
Aukje, sometimes you hurt me
Au, au, au, au
Aukje, you can be hard
But whatever you do
It's always fine by me
Oh
Aukje, Aukje
And if you're getting ugly, I'll rebuild you
And if it will be nothing, I'll sculpt you
To something beautiful
Aukje, Aukje
I'd rather have you than Froukje
I'd even rather have you than Sjoukje
Or Joukje
Aukje, Aukje
And if you're standing still, I'll bash you
And if you're a little too tall, I'll fold you
Fold you up
Fold you up
Aukje, Aukje
As soon as I saw you, I wanted you
And if I only could, I would you
Aukje
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