SOS
Appel Lyrics


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Daar is stemme wat praat in sy gange
Stemme wat vrot van die verlange
Hy maak 'it stil met ‘n laaste sluk van water
Vuil water
Whisky en water

‘n Laaste trek van sigaret wat in die lug verdwyn
Kool en as maak ‘n lig wat om sy vinger skyn
Ek weet hy het nog pyn
Verdoof dit nou met wyn
Ons gaan nou saam baklei

Gaan ons opstaan vir ‘n laaste keer en soos een man
Deur die kettings breek ja yster slyp yster broers vorm mekaar
Come hell or high water my broer ek is daar
Ek is so bly jy glo my kind
So bly jy glo my kind

Jy praat van die dae die dae daar in Baanstabel Straat
Hoe jou BMX se speke en die koning van harte kon praat
Jou kettie was jou roer
In jou harte stoere boer
Jy het geglo soos ‘n kind
Ek's so bly jy glo my vrind

Gaan ons opstaan vir ‘n laaste keer en soos een man
Deur die kettings breek ja yster slyp yster broers vorm mekaar
Come hell or high water my broer ek is daar
Ek is so bly jy glo my kind
So bly jy glo my kind

Gaan ons opstaan vir ‘n laaste keer en soos een man
Deur die kettings breek ja yster slyp yster broers vorm mekaar
Come hell or high water my broer ek is daar




Ek is so bly jy glo my kind
So bly jy glo my kind

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song SOS by Appel talk about a man who is struggling with his inner demons and past memories. He seeks solace in alcohol, smoking, and reminiscing about his childhood days. The first verse paints the picture of a man who is trapped in his thoughts, drowning his sorrows in dirty water and whiskey. He takes one last drag of his cigarette, hoping to find some temporary relief from his pain. The chorus describes how the singer and his friend will stand up one last time and fight for their brotherhood, breaking through the chains that bind them. They are willing to face any challenges, no matter how difficult, to protect each other. The second verse reminds us of the days of innocence when life was simple, and everyone believed in the goodness of the world. The singer's friend talks about his childhood and how he used to ride his BMX bike and believe in his dreams. The chorus repeats, emphasizing the solidarity between the two friends.


Line by Line Meaning

Daar is stemme wat praat in sy gange
There are voices that whisper in his mind


Stemme wat vrot van die verlange
Voices that decay from the longing


Hy maak 'it stil met ‘n laaste sluk van water
He silences them with a last sip of dirty water


Vuil water
Dirty water


Whisky en water
Whiskey and water


‘n Laaste trek van sigaret wat in die lug verdwyn
One last drag of cigarette that disappears into the air


Kool en as maak ‘n lig wat om sy vinger skyn
Embers and ash illuminate around his finger


Ek weet hy het nog pyn
I know he still has pain


Verdoof dit nou met wyn
Numb it now with wine


Ons gaan nou saam baklei
We're going to fight together now


Gaan ons opstaan vir ‘n laaste keer en soos een man
Will we rise up for one last time and stand together


Deur die kettings breek ja yster slyp yster broers vorm mekaar
Breaking through the chains, iron sharpens iron, brothers forming each other


Come hell or high water my broer ek is daar
Come hell or high water my brother, I am there


Ek is so bly jy glo my kind
I'm so glad you believe me, friend


Jy praat van die dae die dae daar in Baanstabel Straat
You talk of the days, the days in Baanstabel Street


Hoe jou BMX se speke en die koning van harte kon praat
How your BMX's spokes and the king of hearts could talk


Jou kettie was jou roer
Your slingshot was your steering wheel


In jou harte stoere boer
In your heart, a proud farmer


Jy het geglo soos ‘n kind
You believed like a child


Ek's so bly jy glo my vrind
I'm so glad you believe me, friend


Gaan ons opstaan vir ‘n laaste keer en soos een man
Will we rise up for one last time and stand together


Deur die kettings breek ja yster slyp yster broers vorm mekaar
Breaking through the chains, iron sharpens iron, brothers forming each other


Come hell or high water my broer ek is daar
Come hell or high water my brother, I am there


Ek is so bly jy glo my kind
I'm so glad you believe me, friend


So bly jy glo my kind
So glad you believe me, friend




Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: CHRISTOPH (APPEL) KOTZE

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