Lyrics and translation Andries Bezuidenhout - Nagspel

Nagspel

Die wind speel om die huis se hoeke
Dis 'n bitter melodie
Wat soos gesigte uit ou boeke
Kom en vra ken jy my nie

Jy probeer jouself herinner
Maar jy's gevang deur tyd en plek
En daar's iets wat jou verhinder
Om die oorsprong te ontdek

Want jy's die som van alle jare
En algaande word jy blind
Tog onbegrypend hoor jy snare
Soms in die nagte in die wind

En deur die deur se krake
Skyn 'n skreef kitaar se klank
Iets van alle vroeër wake
Iets van bid en hoop en dank

Want wind en ses stil snare
Speel alleen maar 'n duet
Van vroeër en van later jare
En jy's al wat jy nog het

Want jy's die som van alle jare
En algaande word jy blind
Tog onbeskryflik hoor jy snare
Soms in die nagte in die wind

Nocturne

The wind plays around the corners of the house
It's a bitter melody
That like faces from old books
Comes and asks don't you know me

You try to remember yourself
But you are caught by time and place
And there's something that prevents you
From discovering the source

Because you're the sum of all the years
And gradually you go blind
Yet incomprehensible you hear strings
Sometimes in the nights in the wind

And through the cracks in the door
Shines a sliver of guitar sound
Something of all the earlier vigils
Something of prayer and hope and gratitude

Because wind and six quiet strings
Play only a duet
Of earlier and later years
And you're all you have left

Because you're the sum of all the years
And gradually you go blind
Yet indescribably you hear strings
Sometimes in the nights in the wind