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											| Kolonist: 
 
 
 
 | "It is the seventeenth century. I am a noble ensign-bearer posing with my guild for the Dutch
												master painter Rembrandt van Rijn, in Amsterdam." 
 
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											|  | I'm standing proud In this noble crowd
 My banner raised high (the coat of arms of Amsterdam)
 To the mystic sky (a magic light enchants the land)
 
 We're marching on
 The shooting company of captain Frans B. Cocq
 
 My uniform shines (the livery of a high-born man)
 The claw-guild signs (immortalised by the master's hand)
 Light and shade (with colours rich and brushwork bold)
 Night and day (with shadows black and armours gold)
 
 We're marching on
 The shooting company of captain Frans B. Cocq
 
 I'm standing proud
 In this noble crowd
 In our golden age (eternalised by the artist's hand)
 A glorious page (in the history of our tiny land)
 
 We're marching on
 Up to the battlefield to where the spirits walk
 The shooting company of captain Frans B. Cocq
 
 
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