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