Boudewijn De Groot apocalyps

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Do you want to dance, Rosalinde, do you want to dance all night long? Come my dearest, my beloved, I have waited a long time for this. Let me teach you love. br/>don't let us wait anymore because
tomorrow I have to march
for the dear fatherland.
Tomorrow I have to march
for the dear fatherland.
But I dare not dance, my love,
the night is so dark and cold.
And I hear four horsemen riding
out there through the dark forest.
They come on lean horses ,
They are in no hurry and have no time.
Ah, why have they come?
I don't want to lose my love there.
Let us laugh, Rosalinde,
it will be the wind in the chimney.
No one will find us both,
drink the love and the wine.
No one will harm us both,
fill the glass to the the edge.
Tomorrow I have to march
for the dear country.
Tomorrow I have to march
for the dear country.
But do you hear those hooves out there,
they ride across the land.
And behind the four horsemen
cities and villages are on fire.
Oh, if I could only keep you,
you would stay with me forever.
But I hear them coming closer
and I don't want to lose my love there.
Come my little Rosalinde,
it will be the storm in the trees .
For you are my beloved,
clink and drink the red wine.
Loosen your locks and your clothes
and reach out your hand to me now.
Tomorrow must I am going to march
for the dear fatherland.
Tomorrow I have to march
for the dear fatherland.
Never again will I lie down with you,
the horsemen go not pass you by.
They are coming for my love,
if only they came for me.
It is already daylight in the east,
my love, now is your time .
I hear four horsemen riding
and I don't want to lose my love there.
Goodbye my little Rosalinde,
I will think of you day and night.
One day I will find you again,
I know you will be waiting for me.
If I do not return,
give someone else's hand.
Now farewell, I must march
for the dear country.
Now farewell I must march
for the dear country.
Prince God, why must he die?
Why is the world so cruel ?
Where do horsemen come riding,
four horsemen with war and suffering?
Why do you let me love him
if this is how you separate us again?
I must to bear his child there
and I don't want to lose my love there.

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