Love for Trijntje

Since my mid-twenties, she was there: Trijntje. Sometimes in the background with a Total Touch hit, sometimes incredibly in the foreground with ‘I Can't Let You Go’. A case of heartbreak. When I hear the song now, I feel that pain scraping along my heart again.

Trijntje stayed. With ‘The Sea’, ‘Fly With Me’, her interpretation of the Burt Bacharach songs, and how hard I cried when I played ‘Now That You're Here’ for the first time with a fresh baby. I saw Trijntje at Club Dauphine, dancing and bouncing to be able to sing again, because Trijn just wants to sing. Foreground, background, it doesn't matter to her, but she just can't sit still. She wants to entertain.

As life rushed over me (with many beautiful moments, but sometimes it also dealt a few left hooks. And right ones too), Trijntje also didn't just cycle in the sun while the wind blew at her back.

She lost her love, found new happiness with the incredible bonus that her best friend suddenly became her sister-in-law, and saw everything crowned and gold-edged with the birth of Maël. A girl! After two boys, an unexpected and great gift.

Next week, Trijntje celebrates her 25th anniversary, and that called for a new song that encompasses everything. And if your heart has ever been torn and suddenly felt whole again, then this song is for you. From Trijn.

What I am

What I thought I was

Everything falls

And secretly, that feels good

What I have

What I had achieved

Nothing that interests me anymore

I feel like myself again

This is for all the time I have missed

This is for all the pain I have swallowed

This is for all the wine I have skipped

This is for me

This is for me

And it’s only over when I say so

This is for me

Love is

Love was

Love remains

Even when you are no longer here

Because now I am

No longer afraid

There is one thing I always have with me

This is mine

This is for all the time I have missed

This is for all the pain I have swallowed

This is for all the wine I have skipped

This is for me

I am not gone yet

I know what I have

My pain, my voice, my life, my time

To be everything I could have been

All that time

All that time

On the ashes that once were my home

The hall that no longer looks

For the wasted years

This is mine