Vertaling van: Marco Borsato - Was mij

There is a small and dark house
At the end of the street
Nobody walks by
But they know it's there

And that there used to be lights
It was warm and cozy too
To hear the children sing
But no one seems to know or see it yet

Wash me
Embrace me
Defrost me
Scratch the ice off my windows
Show the world who I was(h) me again
Who washes

Nobody knows exactly
What happened in there
The walls are too thick
And the door seems closed
Still, a little light has been left on
For those who take the trouble and really look inside
Seems to talk back softly
And it's like a hand reaches out Wash me
Embrace me
Defrost me
Scratch the ice off my windows
Show the world who I was(h) me again
Redeem me
Get rid of me
Let me hear the silence again
And feel the love again
Who sees me
Who hears me
Who washes me

There is a small and dark child
With his feet in the sand
The fire is on his side
And the blood is on his hand

Heal me and heal me
Hug and embrace me
Get rid of me redeem me
Defrost and desire me
And wash me

Understand me forgive me
Express and experience me
Tear down and rebuild me
Believe and trust me
Wash me
Who washes me