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Poppy

Poppy, pretty little poppy
For I see you
Always so alone
 
I want to see you
My friend beloved
Beloved as the flower loves day[light]
 
Poppy, pretty little poppy
Please be not so unthankful
 
Poppy, poppy
How can you be so alone?
 
(Orchestra)
 
Poppy, pretty little poppy
Please be not so unthankful
 
Poppy, poppy
How can you be so alone?
 

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Boer*1 in Concrete

I am an Afrikaner in the city, I wear my mask like a cat
through dark alleys and buildings, take five my brother, take five
and somewhere in my subconscious I still see the Karoo's sunshine.
I hear the border fences' singing
I feed the gnomes in my garden
I smoke imported fags, and read English mags
and never go to church because it's a drag
 
Chorus:
I am a Boer in concrete like 'Oom Paul' on Church square
nobody knows of my pain, because I am well camouflaged
I am a boer in concrete
 
Somewhere within me the voice of Strydom and Verwoerd sounds and
the clasp-knife blade, of patriotism that still flashes
Even if I make fire with blits
every forefather a pioneer and I know I don't belong here
I sit around in bars late at night but don't know the smell of soil anymore
There are fields that are still calling, somewhere there is still a Boer porch
The Big Trek over the open Savanna
the shiny barrel of a Sanna
 
Chorus:
I am a Boer in concrete like 'Oom Paul' on Church square
nobody knows of my pain, because I am well camouflaged
I am a boer in concrete
 
There's a kettle that's still boiling, there a bonfire that is still smoking
there are women that still cry and outsiders who fan the flames
I am a stranger just like you in this city
 
Somewhere within me the voice of Antjie Krog and Breyten also sound
every forefather a pioneer, but I know I belong here
Even if I sit around in bars and barely know the smell of soil
Somewhere there is still a Boer porch, there are fields somewhere that still call
my palms are white like you, I beg for solace where I can find it
 
Chorus
 
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Time to say goodbye

Versions: #1
When I’m alone
I dream on the horizon
and words fail;
yes, I know there is no light
in a room where the sun is absent,
if you are not with me, with me.
At the windows
show everyone my heart
which you set alight;
enclose within me
the light you
encountered on the street.
 
Time to say goodbye
to countries I never
saw and shared with you,
now, yes, I shall experience them.
I’ll go with you
on ships across seas
which, I know,
no, no, exist no longer.
It’s time to say goodbye…
 
When you are far away
I dream on the horizon
And words fail,
and, Yes, I know
that you are with me;
you, my moon, are here with me,
my sun, you are here with me,
with me, with me, with me.
 
Time to say goodbye
To countries I never
Saw and shared with you,
now, yes, I shall experience them.
I’ll go with you
On ships across seas
which, I know,
no, no, exist no longer,
 
with you I shall experience them again.
I’ll go with you
On ships across seas
Which, I know,
No, no, exist no longer;
with you I shall experience them again.
I’ll go with you,
I with you.
 

Гаммаполис (Прощальная)

Versions: #3
Такими долгими были двадцать три года,
И так далеко моя родина,
Моё время пришло, я покидаю Землю,
Ведь Гаммаполис ждёт меня.
 
Теперь я прощаюсь, мои дорогие друзья,
Я сказал бы, что мы ещё встретимся,
Но я уже не верю, что вернусь,
Ведь Гаммаполис ждёт меня.
 
Прощай, моя любимая,
Будь счастлива с другим
Ты верила, что это лишь сон, когда я говорил тебе,
Что Гаммаполис ждёт меня.
 
Когда часы покажут полночь,
Посмотри через окно неба,
Ты увидишь ту звезду,
Где Гаммаполис ждёт меня…
 
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Clouds in the Water

At the edge of the water
I'm dipping in my pale slender legs
As the clouds swirl up like a tide
We're being drawn into a spiral
 
The last time nobody has noticed
Will visit upon us sooner or later
No one won't be able to see
The transparent scenery any longer
 
I close my eyes while sighing
My heart is empty just like before
Wondering why we are still alive
We will find the answer
 
The black feathers covered in cuts
We rent off and threw them away
Now that nothing's surely left of us
They give us a praise and take us down
 
I have faith in nothing
No matter what they tell me
Because in just a couple of days
I will be freed from everything
.
I've always been looking for something
But nothing has been left behind after all
My fragile and hoarse voice
Whose name is it calling out?
 
Throwing out everything that belongs to me
I want to just slip away somewhere far away
I'm trying to reach out for the red moon
Floating in the water's surface
 
In the world crumbling away
The land is rifted and people are burning up
I once was an angel
But now I'm standing in the same place
All my dearest memories
Let them fade and go to nothing
With my tears, the clouds in the sky
Are being soaked up into a spiral