The Robert-song

sometimes it's fijn
in the pissijn
I'm having fun with die van mijn
it's letting out
that's very stout
now I am screaming loud and proud

I am robert, I'm coming kleer
I'm coming kleer everywhere

with my own hand
it is plezant
for it may run right out of hand
my arm is strong
my bird is long
now there's a shootplak on't plafon

I am robert, I'm coming kleer
I'm coming kleer everywhere

and from my youth
I know the truth
and all the secrets of my flute
I know it's rigth
to hold him tight
and play him of from tijd to tijd

I am robert, I'm coming kleer
I'm coming kleer everywhere