Текст и перевод песни Bok van Blerk - Vroumens

Vroumens

Sy kon verf met haar oe,
Sy kon met haar mond toor
Sy was perfek vir my

Sy het gewerk vir haar geld
Sy kon boor, sy kon weld
Mooi na haarself gekyk

Sy was ′n dame wat bloos as sy skaam is
En sy kon vloek as sy kwaad is.

Mense praat van 'n droomvrou
′N houvrou en 'n trouvrou
Een wat haar man verstaan
Dis 'n vrou wat jy net in stories kry
Maar in my oe vroumens is dit jy.

Dis toe ek jou ontmoet in daai verlate kroeg in Bloemfontein
Het jou gevra wats jou naam, en toe antwoord jy skaam
Jy kon nie woorde kry.

Sy was ′n dame wat bloos as sy skaam is
En sy kon vloek as sy kwaad is.

Mense praat van ′n droomvrou
'N houvrou en ′n trouvrou
Een wat haar man verstaan
Dis 'n vrou wat jy net in stories kry
Maar in my oe vroumens is dit jy.

Women

She could paint with her eyes,
With her mouth, she could conjure
She was perfect for me

She worked hard for her money
She could drill, she could weld
Took great care of herself

She was a lady who blushed when embarrassed
And she could curse when she was mad.

People talk of a dream woman
A wife and a true woman
One who understands her man
She's a woman you only find in stories.
But in my eyes, women, it is you.

That's when I met you in that lonely bar in Bloemfontein
I asked your name, and you answered shyly
You couldn't find words.

She was a lady who blushed when embarrassed
And she could curse when she was mad.

People talk about a dream woman
A wife and a true woman
One who understands her man
She's a woman you only find in stories.
But in my eyes, women, it is you.