Paroles et traduction Chris Chameleon - Klein Klein Jakkalsies

Klein Klein Jakkalsies

Klein klein jakkalsies krap
En daai klein klein jakkalsies maak
Dat ek in my stoel rondkrioel
Is dit hoe n broek vol miere voel?

In die begin was als piekfyn
Was ek jou doring jy my rosie
En ons saam in die maanskyn

Maar toe die nugter oggend breek
Kom ons agter dat rose verlep
En dorings seer kan steek

As dingetjies krap en irriteer
Se die kopdokter daar skeel
Buiten dit wat jy sien soveel meer

Hy se dit sal help as ons twee praat
Maar sodra die tonge loskom
Raak ons weer vir mekaar kwaad

Hul se daar kom n drie jaar kramp
En as n mens dit net verby kan kom
Staan jy daarna altyd in dieselfde kamp

Maar wat gemaak met n sesweek pyn
Dis mos soos mis wat verdwyn
Nog voor die oggendson kan skyn

Little Little Jackals Scratch

Little little jackals scratch
And those little little jackals make
That I squirm in my chair
Is this how pants full of ants feel?

In the beginning, everything was perfect
I was your thorn, you my rose
And together we would bathe in the moonlight

But when the sober morning breaks
We realize that roses wilt
And thorns can really hurt

When things itch and irritate
The psychiatrist says there's more
Beyond what meets the eye

He says it would help if the two of us would talk
But as soon as our tongues are loosened
We get mad at each other again

They say there comes a three-year cramp
And if you can just get past that
You'll always be on the same side afterwards

But what about a six-week pain?
That's like mist that disappears
Before the morning sun can shine