Breda

Breda

Bright and vivid colors decorate the market square
Students and young couples they are strolling everywhere
Where ever in this town you go there is army green
It doesn’t always fit in with the urban scene

Crowds are filling the street
Friend and enemy meet
Irrespective of race
All in different ways

Once you raise your eyes you notice there are big balloons
Birds of different feathers alternate with jazzy tunes
Every week in summer there are concerts in the park
Audience, musicians, they all gather in the dark

Crowds are filling the street
Friend and enemy meet
Irrespective of race
All in different ways

A town that breaths the time of long lost ages
You always feel the magic in the air
That’s how we keep on turning over pages
It’s something from the past that we all share

Black and yellow symbolize the city’s biggest pride
Celebrations culminate right in the deep dark night
It’s the hottest place on earth where you should always be
A place where you can clear your mind, or you just set it free

Crowds are filling the street
Friend and enemy meet
Irrespective of race
All in different ways