lyrics in English:
Flanders in need
The death rides on a coal-black horse
He wears a transparent coat
When mercenaries march into the field,
He lets his horse gallop along
Flanders in need
The death rides in Flanders
The death rides on a bright grey horse
As pretty as a cherub from the sky
When girls dance their roundelay,
He wants to glide with them in the dance
Fala lala, fala lala...
The death also can stir the drum
You can feel the whirl in the heart
He drums long, he drums loud
He drums on a skin of a dead
Flanders in need
The death rides in Flanders
As he hit the first drumroll,
The blood departed from the heart
As he hit the second drumroll,
The mercenary got carried to the grave.