Aan de Oever Van de Rotte

By the bank of the Rotte, between Delft and Overschie
A frog was crying out loud, with a baby on her knee
A frog was crying out loud, with a baby on her knee

"Dear little one," said the mother, "do you see that stork there?
It's the killer of your father, he gobbled him up, skin and hair
It's the killer of your father, he gobbled him up, skin and hair"

"Well, damn," said the little one, "did that bastard really do that?
When I grow up big and strong, I’ll give him a smack
When I grow up big and strong, I’ll give him a smack"

Hardly had he said it, when the stork came by
Grabbed the little one by his collar, took him to his old guy
Grabbed the little one by his collar, took him to his old guy

Once he was inside, he saw his father standing there
And then they both went together to the exit, without a care
And then they both went together to the exit, without a care

And once back outside, they still saw the green
This shows that the acids of that rotten beast don’t intervene
This shows that the acids of that rotten beast don’t intervene