{"id":303928,"date":"2004-01-01T00:00:28","date_gmt":"2003-12-31T23:00:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/dbnl\/wilco-bergagedichten\/"},"modified":"2021-07-08T13:57:22","modified_gmt":"2021-07-08T12:57:22","slug":"wilco-bergagedichten","status":"publish","type":"dbnl","link":"https:\/\/www.vanoorschot.nl\/en\/dbnl\/wilco-bergagedichten\/","title":{"rendered":"Wilco Berga\r\n\r\nGedichten"},"content":{"rendered":"
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[Augustus 2004 – jaargang 48 – nummer 404]<\/h2>\r\n\r\n<\/a>\r\n

\r\nWilco Berga<\/i>\r\n\r\n
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De mar fan Marij<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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As leedbidders stean se op har peal,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de swarte skoatjas wiid iepen slein.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Dy frjemden komme hjir te fiskjen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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lykas wy destiids nei pearels d\u00fbkten,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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faam en jonge mei de lea noch wyt en<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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swiet, br\u00fan feanwetter floeide om \u00fas hinne<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en wy botsten s\u00eaft, de lippen wiet,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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skonken yn omearming as de iel sa gl\u00ead.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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No sette fiskers hjir de netten \u00fat,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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se sille oantinkens boppe wetter helje;<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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krappe d\u00fbnsskuon, skoech mei hakje,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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lytsjild, lipperead, burd yn ‘e kiel.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De seizoenen hawwe elk har tiid h\u00e2n,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op ‘e pleatsen wenje nije nammen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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gers giet streekrjocht nei de droegerij,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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mar reiden stjerre earst yn ‘t winterskoft,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Marij, \u00fas b\u00ead fan reid dat ien kear baarnde,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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bedwelmjend heech. Sa wie ‘t dochs<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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by de swartbeferzen mar, de reek dreau<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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fier, wy glydzjend oer ‘t ferliedlik iis<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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fan ien nacht froast, ien nacht wille.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sjoch, \u00fas ielreagers binn’ werom, elk<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op syn eigen peal. Wa wol no net lykas<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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earder d\u00fbke, wjukken droegje, d\u00fbke.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Het meer van Marij<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Als doodbidders staan ze op hun paal,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de zwarte pandjesjas wijd opengeslagen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Die vreemdelingen zijn hier om te vissen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zoals wij destijds naar parels doken,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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meid en jongen met het lijf nog wit en<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zoet, bruin veenwater vloeide om ons heen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en wij botsten zacht, onze lippen nat,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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benen in omarming als de aal zo glad.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Nu zetten vissers hier hun netten uit,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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men zal herinneringen boven water halen;<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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krappe dansschoenen, schoen met hakje,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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kleingeld, lippenrood, baard in de keel.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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De seizoenen hebben elk hun tijd gehad,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op de boerderijen wonen nieuwe namen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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gras gaat rechtstreeks naar de drogerij,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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maar riet sterft pas in wintertijd, Marij,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ons bed van riet dat eenmaal brandde,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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bedwelmend hoog. Zo was het immers<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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bij het zwartbevroren meer, de rook dreef<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ver, wij glijdend over het verleidelijke ijs<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van \u00e9\u00e9n nacht vorst, \u00e9\u00e9n nacht plezier.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Kijk, onze aalscholvers zijn terug, elk op<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zijn eigen paal. Wie wil nu niet zoals<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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vroeger duiken, vleugels drogen, duiken.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Krie\u00ebn op it l\u00e2n<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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S\u00fbnder erch stjerre se \u00fat; omkes<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en muoikes mei har reade hollen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op ‘e jierdeis liif oan liif tusken buffet<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en gl\u00eazen tafel yn ‘e moaie keamer.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Gleone wangen fan it melken,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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kop en pantsje triljend yn ‘e wrede h\u00e2n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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as wie de gryp mar krekt oan kant set,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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draaiden noch de Hector en de Manus.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Al mar sweve se yn ‘t b\u00fbth\u00fas om,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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p\u00fbnsmieten fleane oer de tafel, har<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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taal is keallerij, de lege molkpriis,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Skjinwosken sitte se te gnizen mei<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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jonkje en sigaar, muoikes leppelje<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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it advokaatsje mei de eagen taknypt,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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triuwe alle kearen jild ta, libje ivich.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ungemurken, lykas wyn him deljout,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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is de laits ferdw\u00fbn. As in flecht krie\u00ebn<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op it l\u00e2n sit men no byinoar yn stilte,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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kop en pantsje triljend yn ‘e wrede h\u00e2n,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de gryp ha se mei sin oan kant set.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Op jierdeis hear ik melkmasines,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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kringt jenever yn it kleed, harkje ik<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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mei reade holle nei it ratteljen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Kraaien op het land<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Ongemerkt sterven ze uit, ooms<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en tantes met hun rode hoofden,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op verjaardagen lijf aan lijf tussen buffet<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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en glazen tafel in de mooie kamer.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Gloeiende wangen van het melken,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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kop en schotel trillend in de ruwe hand,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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als was de greep net weggezet, en<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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draaiden nog de Hector en de Manus.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Voortdurend dwalen ze door stallen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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pondematen vliegen over tafel,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hun taal is kalven, de lage melkprijs,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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oude jongens zwetsend in getallen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Schoongewassen zitten ze te grijnzen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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met jenever en sigaar, tantes lepelen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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hun advokaatje met gesloten ogen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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stoppen altijd geld toe, leven eeuwig.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ongemerkt, zoals wind gaat liggen, is<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de lach verdwenen. Als een vlucht kraaien<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op het land zit men nu bij elkaar in stilte,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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kop en schotel trillend in de ruwe hand,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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de greep is al zorgvuldig weggezet.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Op verjaardagen hoor ik melkmachines,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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dringt jenever in het tafelkleed, luister<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ik met rood hoofd naar het rammelen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Ouwe sneeuw<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Toen ut sneeuwde prate ik met ouwe mannen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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wij stonnen sumar wat te praten,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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dy mannen stonnen teugen un kafeemuur,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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as waren se de tiid fergeten.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sigare-as lei op hun mouw, sneeuw<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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fyl op ut grize haar en kwam sacht del<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op fale skouders,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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sneeuw kwam langsum del op oans h\u00fas en<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op ‘e mear, met sneeuw op ‘t iis mochten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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wij d\u00ear nyt mear overheen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Foarsichtech fait ut in ‘e dipe trekkerspoaren,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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as fearkes fait ut op ‘e kromme ruch.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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F\u00fastdik leit ut op ut erf d\u00ear’t wij<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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as honnen teugenover mekaar stonnen;<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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ien fan oans moest fut<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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– ien s\u00fa gelyk h\u00e8 sufeul ferder in ‘e tiid.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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En nou, met sufeul sneeuw, is fan ut h\u00fas<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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niks mear te si\u00ebn. Sneeuw smoart oanze<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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floeken en ut dekt de sonden \u00f4f,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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as ut falt hoarst selfs gyn fogels.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ik prate wat met ouwe mannen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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wij stonnen teugen un kafeemuur en wy<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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seiden sumar wat, gyn woard over sneeuw.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Myn fader ging foarop naar binnen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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syn hannen altyd swart, en nou su wit<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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fan niks te do\u00ebn,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>
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en sufeul at der fyl, sufeul was ok fergeten.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Wij saten tussen ouwe mannen in en<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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dronken op ‘e sneeuw dy’t fallen bleef<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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tot an ‘e doad, su sacht, su langsum.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Oude sneeuw<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Toen het sneeuwde praatte ik met oude mannen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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wij stonden zomaar wat te praten,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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die mannen stonden tegen een caf\u00e9muur,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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als waren ze de tijd vergeten.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sigarenas lag op hun mouw, sneeuw<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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viel op hun grijze haar en kwam zacht neer<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op vale schouders,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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sneeuw kwam langzaam neer op ons huis en<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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op het meer, met sneeuw op ‘t ijs mochten<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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wij daar niet meer overheen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Voorzichtig valt het in de diepe trekkersporen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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als veertjes valt het op de kromme rug.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Vuistdik lag het op het erf waar wij<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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als honden tegenover elkaar stonden;<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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een van ons moest weg<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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– \u00e9\u00e9n zou gelijk hebben zoveel verder in de tijd.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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En nu, met zoveel sneeuw, is van het huis<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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niets meer te zien. Sneeuw smoort onze<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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vloeken en het dekt de zonden af,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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als het valt hoor je zelfs geen vogels.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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\u00a0<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Ik praatte wat met oude mannen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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wij stonden tegen een caf\u00e9muur en wij zeiden<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zomaar wat, geen woord over sneeuw.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Mijn vader ging voorop naar binnen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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zijn handen altijd zwart, en nu zo wit<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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van niets te doen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>
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en zoveel als er viel, zoveel was ook vergeten.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Wij zaten tussen oude mannen in en<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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dronken op de sneeuw die maar bleef vallen<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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tot aan de dood, zo zacht, zo langzaam.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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It gers (in liet)<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Sa waachst dan it gers, sa waachst dan it bern,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sa r\u00fbkst wer it hea, sa sjochst wer har lea,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sjochst r\u00fbnom de see, sjochst r\u00fbnom it l\u00e2n,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Stiest wer yn it gers, sa ferliest dyn ferst\u00e2n.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sa sjochst wer har hier yn it skom fan ‘e weach,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Yn ‘e amerfol molke sjochst de gl\u00e2ns fan har each.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Hearst by see wer de skiep, stiest yn ‘e stoarmwyn,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Hearst it wer yn ‘e sliep, it bern fan lang lyn.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sa sjochst wer de feart, sa sjochst wer de sl\u00fbs,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Stiest wer by har pleats, stiest wer by har h\u00fbs,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sjochst in iensume reager, in stil fiskjend bern,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Yn ‘e reingrize loft binn’ har triennen te sjen.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sa waachst dan it gers, sa waachst dan it bern,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sa wurdt der wer meand, gjin dei giet ferlern,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sjochst by see wer de skiep, stiest yn ‘e sinne,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sjochst it wer yn ‘e sliep, wolst der wer hinne.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sa waachst dan it gers, sa waachst dan de tiid,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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sjochst weagen dy’t weistjerre, fielst it fertriet,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sa is ‘t krekt beg\u00fbn en sa stiest by de stien,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sjochst fjilden fan gr\u00eaven, safolle fergien.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sa waachst dan it gers en sa giet alles b\u00east,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sa meanst it foar ‘t earst, sa meanst it foar ‘t l\u00east,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Sa swypkje de weagen, sa rint it nei j\u00fbn,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Yn ‘e dream sil it barre; stiest wer op ‘e gr\u00fbn.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n\r\n
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Het gras (een lied)<\/h4>\r\n\r\n
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Zo groeit dan het gras, zo groeit dan het kind,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zo ruik je weer hooi, haar heb je bemind,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Om je heen zie je zee, om je heen zie je land,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Je staat weer in gras, je verliest je verstand.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Je ziet weer haar haar, door golven bewogen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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In emmers vol melk de glans van haar ogen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Bij zee hoor je schapen, je staat in de stormwind,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Je hoort in je slaap lang geleden het kind.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zo zie je de vaart weer, zo zie je de sluis,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zie je haar boerderij, sta je weer bij haar huis,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Je ziet eenzame reigers, een stil vissend kind,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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In de regen haar stem, vol van tranen de wind.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zo groeit dan het gras, het kind laat zich horen,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zo wordt weer gemaaid, geen dag gaat verloren,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Bij zee zie je schapen, je staat in de zon,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Je ziet het weert voor je, alsof je terug kon.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zo groeit dan het gras, zo groeit dan de tijd,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zie je golven die wegsterven, pijn die weer slijt,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zo is het begonnen, zo zie je ‘t voorbij gaan,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zie je velden van graven, zoveel is vergaan.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zo maai je voor ‘t eerst, zo maai je voor ‘t laatst,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zo zwiepen de golven, zo wordt het weer avond,<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n
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Zo gaat ook de droom; sta je weer op de grond.<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>\r\n\r\n<\/div>
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