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IJy nooi my na binne, na jou donker karavaan;met die reuke van wierook trek jy my aan.Kan die rinkels van juwele, my vir 'n oomblik laat rusdie swaai van jou heupe my stadig-stadig sus.
IIEk sit my voete op jou kussing, my kop agteroorek soek 'n antwoord in die donker, spirale van jou oë.Jou vingers streel my saggies, steel die spanning uit my lyf.Jou parfuum en droë blare, laat my tydelik wegdryf
IIIDie son kom op, dis môre, alles is verklaar.My lewenslyn -- gebroke, my kaarte deurmekaar.Ek vat die pad soos altyd, soek kos en 'n dop.Vir 'n oomblik nog bedwelmd, teen die duiwels in my kop.
Jy sê jy ken die toekomsJy kan dit duidelik leesKaarte en kristalle sê wat die uitkoms kan wees.Ek gee jou my palm, jy lees my lewenslyn.Maar weet jy my verlede, het lank reeds verdwyn.Hierdie woorde en sinne het ek iewers geërf,maar die taal wat ek praat het lank reeds gesterf.Ek het eendag vergeet, waar kom ek vandaan.Waar my huis is, my land is, of die klank van my naam.
IYou invite me inside, to your obscure caravan;with flavours of incense attracting your man.Could your bangles and your jewels, grant me a moment of peacewith the swing of your hips a slowly soothing swish.III place my feet atop your cushion, my face to the skiessearching for answers in that darkness - the spirals of your eyes.Your fingers stroke me gently, move stress from body and mind.Your perfume and parched leaves, for a moment so kind.IIIThe son rises, its morning, all have been explainedMy lifeline - - now broken, my cards all been detained.I set off as usual, for food and booze againFor the moment still smashed, by the devils in my brain. CHORUS
You say you know the futureyou can read it so clearlywith your cards and your crystals you say what the outcomes may be.I give you my palm, and you read my lifelinebut do you know that my past, is no longer mine.With these words and these verses from somebody's willbut the tongue that I speak had long since gone still.Once I had forgotten the place whence I cameWhere my home is, my land is, or the sound of my name.- Music and Lyrics by Andries Bezuidenhout.
Jacques du Plessis -- 05-03-2012 - questions/feedback/comments?