Ik houd mijn ogen lekker dicht. Al

Ik houd mijn ogen lekker dicht. Al dat rumoer houdt me maar uit de slaap.
"Jongens, jongens, rustig nou."
Een zware stem. Klinkt aardig, maar je weet maar nooit.
We liggen nu met z'n alle in een kartonnen doos met stro. De strootjes prikken telkens in mijn neus. Broertje een ligt naast me met zijn kop op mijn poot. Ga eens een stukje opzij, jong. Broertje twee rent heen en weer alsof hij moet poepen. Nou, dat doet hij maar een andere keer. Zusje ligt op haar rug te rollen. Die heeft altijd wat aparts, de aansteller.

Resultaten (Engels) 1:

I keep my eyes nice and close. But all that noise is keeping me from sleep."Guys, guys, quiet well."A heavy voice. Sounds nice, but you never know.We are now all in a cardboard box with straw. Prick each time the straws in my nose. Little brother a is next to me with his head on my leg. Go have a bit aside, young. Brother two rent back and forth as if he has to defecate. Well, he does this but some other time. Little sister is on her back. Who has always what aparts, the poseur.

Resultaten (Engels) 2:

I keep my eyes closed tasty. All that noise keeps me from sleeping.
"Boys, boys, calm now."
A deep voice. Sounds nice, but you never know.
We now lying with his all in a cardboard box with straw. The straws always poking my nose. A brother lying beside me with his head on my leg. Go out of my way, young one piece. Brother two runs back and forth as if he has to poop. Well, he does, but another time. Sister on her back rolling. Who has always something special in the poseur.

Resultaten (Engels) 3:

i keep my eyes tight shut. all that noise keeps me from sleep."boys, boys, calm down."a deep voice. sounds nice, but you never know.we are now with his all in a cardboard box with straw. the straws and poke my nose. brother"s next to me with his head on my leg. go a little way, young. brother two running back and forth like taking a dump. well, he"s just another time. sister is on her back to roll. that"s always what it, baby.