Lyrics and translation Laurika Rauch - Die Ballade Van Jakob F De Beer

Die Ballade Van Jakob F De Beer

In die Kamdebo kontrei was ons vrolik, jonk en vry
Waai westewinde waai
In die Kamdebo kontrei het ons donkiekar gery
Draai donkie donkie draai

Jakob F. de Beer, windpompingenieur
Reis van plaas tot plaas in sy donkiewa
As die westewinde waai, moet silwer speke draai
Draai silwer speke draai

Jakob, pasop
Die wind kan skielik draai
Jakob, Jakob
Die westewind is kwaai

Hannetjie du Plooy, byna byna mooi
Draai westewinde draai
As die dansorreltjie kreun, sit Hannetjie alleen
Draai draai draai tiekie tiekie draai

′N Donkie en sy baas kom aan op 'n nuwe plaas
Hannie lyk vir Jakob al te mooi
Na ′n week of wat ken die donkie ook die pad
Draf draf draf donkie donkie draf

Jakob, pasop
Die wind kan skielik draai
Jakob, Jakob
Die westewind is kwaai

Op 'n dag in die Kamdebo is Hannie windpomp toe
Draai donkie donkie draai
Skeef langs die yster leer, lê Jakob F. de Beer
Waai westewinde waai

In die Kamdebo kontrei kon Hannetjie nie bly nie
Sy huil te veel as die westewinde waai
In die Kamdebo kontrei het ons donkiekar gery
O, draai draai donkie donkie draai

Jakob, pasop
Die wind kan skielik draai
Jakob, Jakob
Die westewind is kwaai

The Ballad of Jacob F. de Beer

In the Kamdebo country we were happy, young and free
West wind, blow
In the Kamdebo country our donkey cart traveled
Turn, donkey, turn

Jacob F. de Beer, windmill engineer
Travels from farm to farm in his donkey cart
When the west wind blows, silver spokes must turn
Turn, silver spokes, turn

Jacob, beware
The wind can change suddenly
Jacob, Jacob
The west wind is strong

Hannetjie du Plooy, almost, almost beautiful
West wind, blow
When the dandelion groans, Hannetjie sits alone
Turn, turn, turn, little bit, turn

A donkey and his master arrive at a new farm
Hannie seems all too beautiful to Jacob
After a week or so, the donkey also knows the way
Trot, trot, trot, donkey, trot

Jacob, beware
The wind can change suddenly
Jacob, Jacob
The west wind is strong

One day in the Kamdebo, Hannie is at the windmill
Turn, donkey, turn
Askew along the iron ladder, lies Jacob F. de Beer
West wind, blow

In the Kamdebo country Hannetjie could not stay
She cries too much when the west wind blows
In the Kamdebo country our donkey cart traveled
Oh, turn, turn, donkey, turn

Jacob, beware
The wind can change suddenly
Jacob, Jacob
The west wind is strong