Through the forests, over mountains
and seas we travel, the roads
are free
What is special, we take
along the way, in long caravans
Along the markets
along coasts and ravines
through steppes, through storms
and robbers
What is good for the neighbours
is even better for us
It is prosperity
Free passage, free trade
are worth wars to us
We laugh
at power and land, which are
expensive to defend and yet
get lost
The Netherlands
Collection “Mosaic virus”