Paroles et traduction Theuns Jordaan - Sal Jy Bly

Sal Jy Bly

My voete stap al jare lank, soos 'n rigtingwyser op die Noordwes pad.
Met 'n brief in my hand, al die pad van Wolmaransstad.
Ek voel al die ink uit die brief uittap.
Ek ruik haar hare as ek saans gaan slaap.
My ou houthuis, ver van Wolmaransstad.
Sal jy bly, vir 'n appel en 'n ei?
Al skuur die maan ons weg.
Bly my hart na jou toe trek.
Sal jy bly, vir 'n plaas met 'n ou houthuis?
Al bly die skuld teen ons deure klop.
Sal jy trou in 'n ou wit rok, met my?
Die nagte raak koud maar ek bly aanry.
Veral as die tronke so verby my gly.
Maar ek klou net vas, aan die brief van Wolmaransstad.
Aan die ou houthuis is 'n ou sink deur.
In stilte val ek op my knieë neer.
Daar was donderweer, en daar staan Lillie, voor my.

Sal jy bly, vir 'n appel en 'n ei?
Al skuur die maan ons weg.
Bly my hart na jou toe trek.

Sal jy bly, vir 'n plaas met 'n ou houthuis?
Al bly die skuld teen ons deure klop.
Sal jy trou in 'n ou wit rok, met my?

Maar Lillie, jou trane, laat my verlang na die ou, ou dae.
Toe ons die strate van die bo toe rooi kon verf, bloedrooi verf.
Sal jy bly, vir 'n appel en 'n ei?
Al skuur die maan ons weg.
Bly my hart na jou toe trek.

Sal jy bly, vir 'n plaas met 'n ou houthuis?
Al bly die skuld teen ons deure klop.
Sal jy trou in 'n ou wit rok, met my?
Sal jy bly?

Will You Stay

My feet have walked for many years, like a signpost on the Northwest road.
With a letter in my hand, all the way from Wolmaransstad.
I feel all the ink from the letter draining.
I smell her hair when I go to sleep at night.
My old wooden house, far from Wolmaransstad.
Will you stay, for an apple and an egg?
Even if the moon scrubs us away.
Stay my heart draws towards you.
Will you stay, for a farm with an old wooden house?
Even if the debt keeps knocking at our door.
Will you marry me in an old white dress?
The nights are getting cold but I keep driving.
Especially when the jails pass me by.
But I just cling to the letter from Wolmaransstad.
There is an old tin door in the old wooden house.
In silence I fall to my knees.
There was thunder, and Lillie is standing there, before me.

Will you stay, for an apple and an egg?
Even if the moon scrubs us away.
Stay my heart draws towards you.

Will you stay, for a farm with an old wooden house?
Even if the debt keeps knocking at our door.
Will you marry me in an old white dress?

But Lillie, your tears, make me long for the old, old days.
When we could paint the streets of the bo red, blood red.
Will you stay, for an apple and an egg?
Even if the moon scrubs us away.
Stay my heart draws towards you.

Will you stay, for a farm with an old wooden house?
Even if the debt keeps knocking at our door.
Will you marry me in an old white dress?
Will you stay?