A cricket that's chirping I heard in the bushes the nightingale sing, the lark sing lark songs while flying - And I said to my Singer: Can you such a thing?... ‘No! (said she) There's no use in trying; But listen, the cricket is chirping its sound! Hear, that is a song I could sing all around.’ - Okay! (I said) Sing such a tune, but aloud! A cricket that's chirping is better than naught. (Translation: HFH Reuvers)

Kriekende kriekske Ik heurde ien 'et boschje de nachtegaol slaon, De leuwrik umhoog tierelieren - En 'k zei tot mien Zangster: zeg, durfde die aon?... ‘Nee! (zei ze) dâ durf 'k nie prebieren; Maor luuster, hoe 't krieksken ien 't weiland kriekriekt! Kiek, dâ's 'en gezang waor 'et miene op geliekt.’ - Allo! (zei ik) zing dan zoo'n deuntje, maor fiks! Een kriekende krieksken is beter as niks. (Origineel: Bernard van Meurs)