Letra de The Night Watch (Live at the Concertgebouw, Amsterdam, Nov. 23, 1973)
Shine, shine, the light of good works shine The watch before the city gates depicted in their prime That golden light all grimy now Three hundred years have passed The worthy captain and his squad of troopers standing fastThe artist knew their faces well Husbands of his lady friends His creditors and counselors In armor bright, the merchant menOfficial moments of the guild In poses keen from bygone days The city fathers frozen there Upon the canvas dark with ageThe smell of paint, a flask of wine And turn those faces all to me The blunderbuss and halberd-shaft And Dutch respectabilityThey make their entrance one by one Defenders of that way of life The redbrick home, the bourgeoisie Guitar lessons for the wife, hey, hey, hey, hey...So many years we suffered here Our country racked with Spanish wars Comes a chance to find ourselves And quiet reigns behind our doors We think about posterity againSo the pride of little men The burghers good and true Still living through the painter's hand Request you all to understand