Текст и перевод песни Bok van Blerk - Bosveld Afrika

Bosveld Afrika

As ek die grondpad vat, stamp dit tot hier in my hart
Want hierdie sinkplaat pad, weet net hoe om met my te praat

Vat die afdraai, tot by die plaas hek
Waar die bosveld-loerie hello kwê
Hierdie Bosveld Afrika, gebrandmerk in my are

Daar waar die son gaan sak onder die Kremetart
Sal jy, vir my kry
Daar waar die vlamme praat met die hardekool
Sal jy, vir my kry
En as my tyd moet kom, kom lê my neer
Want ek wil net hier bly
Hierdie Bosveld Afrika, gebrandmerk in my are

En met die eerste reën, sien jy hoe God die aarde seën
En die rooibok lam, weet nie van die leeu wat in die skadu staan
Maar dis die sirkel, dis die lewe
En om die kampvuur maak dit alles sin
Hierdie Bosveld Afrika, gebrandmerk in my are

African Bushveld

As I take the dirt path, it grips here in my heart
Because this corrugated iron road, knows just how to talk to me

Take the turnoff, to the farm gate
Where the bushveld loerie calls hello
This African Bushveld, branded in my veins

Where the sun goes down behind the Cream Tart
Will you, my dear, find me
Where the flames talk to the charcoal
Will you, my dear, find me
And when my time must come, lay me down
For I want to stay here
This African Bushveld, branded in my veins

And with the first rain, you see how God blesses the earth
And the baby redbuck, know not of the lion that lurks in the shadows
But it's the circle, it's life
And around the campfire it all makes sense
This African Bushveld, branded in my veins