Plant, the new album of Nynke Laverman, is slowly growing. Every month, until the release of the full album in September 2021, one song will be released. This is ‘De Dream’ (The Dream).

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The song De Dream is accompanied by a podcast in which Nynke, together with journalist Lex Bohlmeijer, interviews tree scientist Valerie Trouet (in Dutch): [ Ссылка ]

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Lyrics & vocals
Nynke Laverman

Music
Nynke Laverman & Sytze Pruiksma

All instruments, musical production & recording
Sytze Pruiksma

Except: bass
Peter Sijbenga

Mix
Harry Zwerver, Studio 12, Franeker

Mastering
Darcy Proper, Valhalla Studios, NY

English translation lyrics (see below)
Judith Wilkinson

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DE DREAM
Ik soe dy sizze wolle
Dat ik hieltyd faker dream
Fan hoe’t it libben wêze soe as beam
As plant as strúk as bûterblom
En dat ik net wit hoe’t it komt
Dat ik sa’n langstme fiel nei bleate fuotten
Yn ’e drek dy’t dolle dolle nei de djipte
Dêr’t de wjirmen sitte dolle nei it libben
Koel en ieuwenâld
Dêr’t tiennen woartelsjitte my it opperflak
Ferjitte litte my foar iens en altyd
Ferbine mei de wrâld

Dat ik naam wat ik nedich wie
En mei it libben frede hie
Dy nederichheid
Dy tederheid
Begrypst?

Ik soe dy sizze wolle
Dat ik hieltyd faker dream
Fan hoe’t it libben wêze soe as beam
As plant as strúk as bûterblom
En dat ik net wit hoe’t it komt
Dat ik sa’n wjerstân fiel tsjin muorren minsken
Muorren minsken grinzen tichter hieltyd tichter
In gesticht fan ûnferskillichheid
Ik stik - ik moat derút
Soartgenoat op soartgenoat kloatgenoaten
Stapele yn doazen fan beton en dûbel glês
‘Hjir fynst dyn rêst fan nêst oant grêf’
De finzenis dy’t minsdom is
Derút ik moat derút

Untsnappe oan
De wreedheid
De gretichheid
De leechte
Begrypst?

Ik soe dy sizze wolle
Dat ik hast net doar te dreamen
Datst dan by my bliuwst
Datst neist my sitten giest
De wangen lâns myn blêden wriuwst
My sûnder taal ferstiest
En steefêst yn ús leafde leaust

Soest my noch sjen
Of wie ik opgien yn de dingen
Yn de dingen sûnder wearde
Dêr’t de minsken noait fan leard ha
Se te sjen

Hiest my ferlern?

Ik soe dy sizze wolle dat ik hieltyd faker dream
Mar ik sis it net
Ik dream

Frij fan taal
Ik kin dy
Gjin wurden
Mear jaan
Gjin wurd
Gjin taal

Lês de leafde
Lês de leafde

Ik drink wetter
Ik jou lucht
Ik nim tiid
Ik draach frucht

Lês de leafde
Lês de leafde

Bliuw by my
Bloei mei my

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THE DREAM

I would like to tell you
How I keep dreaming
Of how life would be as a tree
As a plant a shrub a buttercup
And that I don’t know why
I have this longing for bare feet
Digging in the mud digging for the depths
Where the worms are digging for life
Cool and ancient
Where toes take root letting me forget
The surface connecting me forever
With the world

How I took what I needed
And was at peace with life
That humility
That tenderness
You know?

I would like to tell you
How I keep dreaming
Of how life would be as a tree
As a plant a shrub a buttercup
And that I don’t know why
I feel such resistance to walls to people
Walls people boundaries closer and closer
A madhouse of indifference – suffocating me
I have to get out
Humans aping each other huddled together
In concrete double-glazed boxes
‘You’ll find peace here from cradle to grave’
The prison that is humanity
Out I have to get out

Escape
The cruelty
The greed
The emptiness
You know?

I would like to tell you
How I hardly dare dream
That you’ll stay with me then
That you’ll sit down beside me
Rub your cheeks along my leaves
Understand me without language
And still believe in our love

Would you still see me?
Or would I merge with the things
The things of no value
That people haven’t learnt
To really see

Would you have lost me?

I would like to tell you
How I keep dreaming
But I don’t tell you
I simply dream

Free of language
I have no words
To give you
Any more
No word
No language

Read the love
Read the love

I drink water
I bring air
I take time
I bear fruit

Read the love
Read the love

Stay with me
Bloom with me

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