Текст и перевод песни Refentse - Vuil Vanderbijl

Vuil Vanderbijl

Net buite vuil Vanderbijl, waar die tsotsi's om die hoekie skuil
En die kinders byt die honde, hulle het snorre om die monde
Dis vuil Vanderbijl, op 'n hoek sit 'n oom en skuil
Want sy vrou het hom verruil, vir 'n pak sigarette en Bleskop uil
Dis Saterdagaand en die volmaan
Staan, maar so boer het ek nooit gesien
Daar's 'n Blesbok ram wat sy hare
Kam, en om sy broek hang 'n mamba slang
Hy sê sy naam is Corné, maar ek moet nou ry
Hy wil gaan bou op Springbokvlei
Hy stuur my na Johan wat die slange
Vang, en die Eland by sy stert op hang
Net buite vuil Vanderbijl, waar die tsotsi's om die hoekie skuil
En die kinders byt die honde, hulle het snorre om die monde
Dis vuil Vanderbijl, op 'n hoek sit 'n oom en skuil
Want sy vrou het hom verruil, vir 'n pak sigarette en Bleskop uil
Aan die gatkant van Vereeniging, ver in die ou-Transvaal
Waar die wilde-weste-winde waai, en die girls is al te fraai
Waar die ape dans, en die ganse gans
En die oom skree: "Blou Bul Bo!"
Dis die lekker wille "V-Town" die, ou, maar jy kan maar glo
Net buite vuil Vanderbijl, waar die tsotsi's om die hoekie skuil
En die kinders byt die honde, hulle het snorre om die monde
Dis vuil Vanderbijl, op 'n hoek sit 'n oom en skuil
Want sy vrou het hom verruil, vir 'n pak sigarette en Bleskop uil
Net buite vuil Vanderbijl, waar die tsotsi's om die hoekie skuil
En die kinders byt die honde, hulle het snorre om die monde
Dis vuil Vanderbijl, op 'n hoek sit 'n oom en skuil
Want sy vrou het hom verruil, vir 'n pak sigarette en Bleskop uil
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Net buite vuil Vanderbijl, waar die tsotsi's om die hoekie skuil
En die kinders byt die honde, hulle het snorre om die monde
Dis vuil Vanderbijl, op 'n hoek sit 'n oom en skuil
Want sy vrou het hom verruil,
Vir 'n pak sigarette en Bleskop ... Uil

Dirty Vanderbijl

Just outside dirty Vanderbijl, where the thugs hide around the corner
And the children bite the dogs, they have mustaches around their mouths
It's dirty Vanderbijl, on a corner sits an uncle and hides
Because his wife traded him, for a pack of cigarettes and Bleskop owl
It's Saturday night and the full moon
Stands, but such a boer I have never seen
There's a Blesbok ram combing his hair
And around his pants hangs a mamba snake
He says his name is Corné, but I have to go now
He wants to go build on Springbokvlei
He sends me to Johan who catches the snakes
And hangs the Eland by its tail
Just outside dirty Vanderbijl, where the thugs hide around the corner
And the children bite the dogs, they have mustaches around their mouths
It's dirty Vanderbijl, on a corner sits an uncle and hides
Because his wife traded him, for a pack of cigarettes and Bleskop owl
On the outskirts of Vereeniging, far in the old Transvaal
Where the wild-western winds blow, and the girls are too pretty
Where the monkeys dance, and the geese are geese
And the uncle screams: "Blue Bull Bo!"
It's the nice will "V-Town" the, old, but you can believe
Just outside dirty Vanderbijl, where the thugs hide around the corner
And the children bite the dogs, they have mustaches around their mouths
It's dirty Vanderbijl, on a corner sits an uncle and hides
Because his wife traded him, for a pack of cigarettes and Bleskop owl
Just outside dirty Vanderbijl, where the thugs hide around the corner
And the children bite the dogs, they have mustaches around their mouths
It's dirty Vanderbijl, on a corner sits an uncle and hides
Because his wife traded him, for a pack of cigarettes and Bleskop owl
NA-NA-NA ... NA-NA-NA-NA ...
Just outside dirty Vanderbijl, where the thugs hide around the corner
And the children bite the dogs, they have mustaches around their mouths
It's dirty Vanderbijl, on a corner sits an uncle and hides
Because his wife traded him,
For a pack of cigarettes and Bleskop ... Owl