Another dutch ballad, based on one of my poems from the book 'Sauseschritt' (20150. The poem works really well in song form, if I would have to judge it myself, that's partly because the singer, Anne-Fleur, can sing the word 'poep' (poop) so incredibly sensitive at the end of the song, I believe this is the most sensitive 'poop' ever sung in the history of mankind. Otherwise, the entire song is about heartbreak and pretty much follows the poem almost one on one, which makes me think I was always writing songs in the first place.
15 май 2024
