Het leven is goed in m'n Brabantse land

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The life is good in the Brabantian land
The land where my cradle has stood
There I have forever pledged my heart
That land makes my heart beat faster

The forests, the fens, the purple heath
A village that fits in your hand
The Peel and the Kempen and the Meijerij
My delightful Brabantian land

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That small café, where my regular table stands
A square surrounded by trees
The farmer's band plays a tune on the street
My delightful Brabantian land

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That land of my youth, where everyone knows each other
No difference in rank or in status
That land, where you are rich even if you have no money
My delightful Brabantian land

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This land, where our mother raised us
My friendly, easy-going land
That land, where you are rich even if you have no money
My delightful, delightful, powerful, magnificent
Hospitable Brabantian land

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