Paroles et traduction Laurika Rauch - Die Siener

Die Siener

Dis 'n hele ent vanaf Ottosdal
Diep in die hart van die Wes-Transvaal
Galop, galop in die skemergloed
Oor Lichtenburg hang 'n lanferdoek

Sy lang swart baard is met grys gevlek
Hy lyk soos iemand uit die ou testament
Oor Lichtenburg hang 'n groot swaar wolk
Wie sal die droom vir die oom vertolk?

Kan jy my nog sien, kan jy my nog hoor
Oom Koos gaan dalk sy hoed verloor
Ontwaak, ontwaak, want die bloedrooi son
Hang alreeds bo die horison

Hy't 'n kaalkop man in 'n droom gesien
Vlae halfstok en die nommer vyftien
Hy lyk ontsteld, hy lyk gedaan
Die generaal is in groot gevaar

Oom Koos is kalm, oom Koos is stil
Hy soek na woorde en na God se wil
Hy staar na die man met die helm gebore
Hy staar na die man met die wilde oë

Kan jy my nog sien, kan jy my nog hoor
Oom Koos gaan dalk sy hoed verloor
Ontwaak, ontwaak, want die bloedrooi son
Hang alreeds bo die horison

Hoe sê jy vir 'n vriend, jou dae is getel?
Jy groet maar net en jy sê vaarwel
Glo vas in die Heer, hou vas jou hoed
Oor Lichtenburg hang 'n lanferdoek

Donker dag, donker aand
Dag vyftien, Septembermaand
'N skoot in die nag, 'n skoot in die kol
In die leë straat het 'n hoed gerol

Kan jy my nog sien, kan jy my nog hoor
Oom Koos gaan dalk sy hoed verloor
Ontwaak, ontwaak, want die bloedrooi son
Hang alreeds bo die horison
Kan jy my nog sien, kan jy my nog hoor
Oom Koos gaan dalk sy hoed verloor
Ontwaak, ontwaak, want die bloedrooi son
Hang alreeds bo die horison

The Seer

It's a whole ride from Ottosdal
Deep in the heart of the Western Transvaal
Gallop, gallop in the twilight
Over Lichtenburg hangs a canopy

His long black beard is streaked with gray
He looks like someone from the Old Testament
Over Lichtenburg hangs a heavy cloud
Who will interpret the dream for the uncle?

Can you still see me, can you still hear me
Uncle Koos might lose his hat
Awake, awake, because the blood-red sun
Is already hanging above the horizon

He saw a bald man in a dream
Flags at half-mast and the number fifteen
He looks upset, he looks defeated
The general is in great danger

Uncle Koos is calm, Uncle Koos is silent
He searches for words and for God's will
He stares at the man born with a helmet
He stares at the man with the wild eyes

Can you still see me, can you still hear me
Uncle Koos might lose his hat
Awake, awake, because the blood-red sun
Is already hanging above the horizon

How do you tell a friend, your days are numbered?
You just say hello and you say goodbye
Believe firmly in the Lord, hold on to your hat
Over Lichtenburg hangs a canopy

Dark day, dark night
Day fifteen, September
A shot in the night, a shot on target
In the empty street a hat rolled

Can you still see me, can you still hear me
Uncle Koos might lose his hat
Awake, awake, because the blood-red sun
Is already hanging above the horizon
Can you still see me, can you still hear me
Uncle Koos might lose his hat
Awake, awake, because the blood-red sun
Is already hanging above the horizon