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Sally Williams Nougat

Ek het jou dopgehou
Met 'n jas in jou hand
Deur doeane gespook
Na 'n nuwe land

Jou oë was natgehuil
Maar jou hart was braaf
Mens is eenkeer jonk
Mens is eenkeer laf

Daar lê 'n vreemde daarbuite
Daar lê 'n pond of twee
Selfs die liefde kan wag
Die tyd sal leer

Maar ek moet nou gaan
Ek sien jou eendag weer
Met die internet kan ons tog kommunikeer

Ek mis die Dinsdagaand movies by die Brooklyn mall
Ek mis die stoei geveg sessies as ek oor jou rol
Ek mis die Sally Williams Nougat by die Groenkloof Spar
Ek mis die lekker sagte leerseats van jou nuwe kar
Ek mis die koffie met die skuim op en jou stywe jean
Ek mis die vat van jou hande soos in 'n moviescene
Ek mis jou naam op my foon en jou sms
Ek mis jou mond en jou hande en ook al die res
Ek mis die Sondagoggend breakfast en jou DSTVee
Ek mis jou liefde, jy't belowe jy vir my nog sou gee.

'N Brief in die pos is wat ons liefde was
Ek en jy is met die tyd belas
Vir die eerste maand was my hart verniel
Oral waar ek kom is ek 'n derde wiel

Maar tyd sal leer
Was ons woorde
Ek het lief was jou brief
Jy's 'n poet my ding, jy moet aanhou sing
Deur die internet praat ons gou gou weer.

Sally Williams Nougat

I watched you
With a jacket in your hand
Haunted by customs
To a new land

Your eyes were wet with tears
But your heart was brave
One is young only once
One is once a coward

There lies a stranger out there
There lies a pound or two
Even love can wait
Time will teach

But I have to go now
I'll see you again someday
With the internet we can still communicate

I miss the Tuesday night movies at the Brooklyn mall
I miss the wrestling sessions when I roll over you
I miss the Sally Williams Nougat at the Groenkloof Spar
I miss the nice soft leather seats of your new car
I miss the coffee with the foam and your tight jeans
I miss taking your hand like in a movie scene
I miss your name on my phone and your text message
I miss your mouth and your hands and everything else
I miss the Sunday morning breakfast and your DSTVee.
I miss your love, you promised you'd give me more.

A letter in the mail is what our love was
You and I are burdened by time
For the first month my heart was broken
Everywhere I go I'm a third wheel

But time will teach
Were our words
I loved your letter
You're a poet my dear, keep singing
Through the internet we'll talk again soon.