Song: It's party in the Eierland Polder to
It's hard to remain humble, Peter Blanker,
adapted by Jan Heemskerk
Chorus :
's party in Eierland Polder. Seventy-five hundred years
The time really flew. Ah, just saw that De Cock.
The housewife, the farmer and the beachcomber, the minister and the priest
who are all celebrating the feast, after which the polder again
Verse 1 They say: there is no life, there is nothing behind the Ruge Diek But the people who
knew. The polder is full of dynamic muscle
That goes off into the marshes. The stickleback hunts in the pool
The snowy owl was really never come when it is not so fantastic was
Chorus
Verse 2
Cock village lies shining just below the Waddendijk
Two churches, a dozen streets, we have the king
There are only a few hundred and most of them immigrant durpers
It's like a big family and I'm glad I live there
Chorus Verse 3
With blood and sweat and tears, this polder founded
dug with bare hands there and look how beautiful he is
lives on the sea in the Slufter, the beach is bathed in 't
sunset is always beautiful in the polder and the durrep Roggesloot.
Source: http://www.polderfeest2010.nl/
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