Jan the Marktmerchant“Your voice echoes along the stalls, I stand still for a moment to see your spectacle.
I experience the romance of the market and my heart begins to unfold little by little. ”
I can see my mother again, she holds my hand very firmly.
Yes, I am visibly enjoying the atmosphere and now I have to think back to these moments
has surprised me very wonderfully.
Your voice is still echoing through the stalls, not in real life,
but still in my heart and in my head.
Yes, really... you are and will remain a market merchant, it is a passion that never gets numb.
It is a vocation to please the people,
but also to start selling the purchased goods at a profit.
A true market merchant enjoys his customers
and therefore very often let the profit run a little.
It's about romance, about the scents of fish, oranges and leather.
To the many, many people, to haggle, to praise it and much, much more.
For those beautiful rhymes that were sung proudly by the many maternity holders.
Yes, with a warm heart I look back, the market of the past was cozy, she was casual.
Je gulden was toen daadwerkelijk een daalder waard!
Ik kan goed begrijpen dat jouw hart lieve Jan, zo nu en dan bij het terugdenken wordt bezwaard.
Still, I hope that you can look back forever with a big smile on your time..
Just grateful and without regret, because you as a real market man have rejoiced many people.
Yeah, never forget that!And that's exactly why I want to thank you dear Jan, but also for today...
Today you have given again from your heart!
And it is partly because of that, I have the market of the past,
have been allowed to relive again for a while.
by: a VOICE of THENTS
by: a Voice of Thoughts
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