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mijn ganse leven was mijn-ding                                                                                                          
ook toen dit gruwelwoord                                                                                                                                            
in mijn mond nog niet bestond                                                                                                                                  
de eeuwige schermutseling                                                                                                                              
tussen gezond verstand                                                                                                                                                                                                                    
en romantische band                                                                                                                                                                
dat heeft mijn leven                                                                                                                                                                          
gruwelijk verstoord                                                                                                                                                              

ik weet niet hoe ’t u verging                                                                                                                           
in ’t vinden van de ware liefde                                                                                                                                                              
ging u voor bergen geld of                                                                                                                
liever voor een lekker ding                                                                                                                           
voor zekerheid en trouw                                                                                                                                 
of alleen maar wat de ander wou                                                                                                                                                  
wist u al vroeg wat u geriefde                                                                                                                                                         
en … wat in de ware liefde telt

al mijn pogingen zijn jammerlijk                                                                                                                  
gestrand, want romantiek                                                                                                                 
verstomde mijn verstand                                
wie zijn verstand verguist                                                                                                                              
die zal het weten                                                                                                        
van lieverlee werd ik alom                                                                                                                            
voor dom versleten                                                                                                                                                      
ik werd belazerd en bestolen  

na jaren eenzaam dolen                                                                                                                      
zonder prins als doel                                                                                                                          
kreeg mijn verstand de overhand                                                                                                      
verstand is als een scherm                                                                                                                                              
beschermt een muts                                                                                                                                   
voor veel te link gevoel                                                                                                                                  

ik kan enkel nog verstandig leven                                                                                                                         
ware liefde is mij heden om ’t even                                                                                                                      
weg met de schermutseling                                                                                                                        
weg met gruwelwoord mijn-ding                                                                                                             
liever leef ik nu … als zonder-ling