Hier komt de storm English translation
von Frank Boeijen Groep

in a movie from the fifties
James Dean died early
His dream came to an end quickly
But I want to be here for a long time

'Cause here comes the storm
Here comes the lightning
Split the sky, break the moon
Here comes the storm
Here comes the lightning
Get up it's time to go


What am I leaving behind
A house full of emptiness
Where I never came home
But visiting a stranger

I want your scent in my sheets
I want your face in my mirror
I want your hand on my body
I want your mouth on my mouth
I want your whisper in my ears
I want your smile in my eyes
I want your kisses in my arms
I want your heart on my tongue
I want your voice in my dreams