71 years and still counting,

You paid that big price but for us,

Your strength, sacrifice and blood became our great pride,

Your names are written so big on the walls of our hearts.

Your images hang so beautifully up on the skies.

Your price is our pride.

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You faught  relentless;

Tooth and nail to end the Nazi occupation,

You lit for us the Liberation flame,

Carrying it all the way from Bredah, through ZuidLimburg and resting it in Arnhem.

Your price is our pride.

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All in ruin;

Houses destroyed,

Bridges and roads destroyed,

And suddening of all, lives lost.

You never lived to savor your sweat.

The sweat we enjoy today.

Your price is our pride.

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To you is our pledge;

A pledge to keep the Liberation flame lighting.

To every generation, we shall pass it on.

And on our hearts, no one will erase the memories.

Your price is our pride.