I was born in a valley of bricks
Where the river runs high above the rooftops
I was waiting for the cars coming home late at night
From the Dutch mountains

In the Dutch mountains

I was standing in the valley of rock
Up to my belly in an early fog
I was looking for the road to the green painted house
In the Dutch mountains

Met a woman in a valley of stone
She was painting roses on the walls of her home
And the moon is a coin with the head of the queen
Of the Dutch mountains

In the Dutch mountains

Lost a button of my shirt today
It fell on the ground and it was rolling away
Just like a trail leading me back
To the Dutch mountains

In the Dutch mountains

Met a miller on the back of a cow
He was looking for the wind but he didn't know how
I said follow the cloud that looks like a sheep
In the Dutch mountains

In the Dutch mountains

In the Dutch mountains

In the Dutch mountains

In the Dutch mountains