When I look at the sky over Holland at night,

The blue dome and the stars are all tranquil and bright.

All is peaceful and still, not a sound to be heard,

But the rustling of leaves and the cry of a bird.

Not a bomber, or fighter on high any more,

And  no crisscrossing searchlights as in days of war,

All is peaceful and still for the enemy has gone,

And the battle for Freedom was finally won

When we sat in the path of the bombers at night,

We felt anxious but glad for their every flight

Did bring nearer the day when the Nazis would flee,

When the war would be over and we would be free.

We all prayed with great fervour and often cried out

“Oh, Lord, keep them safe, let them quickly dive out

Of the crossroads of searchlights high up in the sky.

Oh, please save their lives, Oh, God, don‘t let them die.”

The young children all prayed “Send so many planes

That sparrows can’t fly and must walk in the lanes.”

And the parents prayed “Please let them soon free us all

From the Teuton’s mad fury that holds us in thrall.“

Though so many were lost in the terrible fight

While we watched and  prayed anxiously many a night

Their endeavour and courage have not been in vain

For by them and their comrades the Nazis were slain.

When I looked at the sky over Holland last night,

The blue dome and the stars were all tranquil and bright

There is peace, no more sirens, I heard a bird call.