Michelangelo
Coenie De Villiers Lyrics


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Die betongewelf van die kapel word sy hemel, word sy hel
Waar hy daagliks met penseel sy visie van die heelal deel
Daar is gerubs en orakels, profete en hy self
In die hemel ingeskilder tuur af uit die gewelf

Snags drup kerse warm was in sy oë op sy kwas
Wat elke tint van elke kleur uit sy hande laat gebeur
Daar’s die roesrooi van Toskane, die blou van hierdie lug
Daar is groen soos nooit tevore, hier teen die kerk se rug

En in die middel daar reik God, Sy vinger na die mensdom uit
Na Adam wat nou skaam en naak skugter uit sy slaap ontwaak
Die Skepper blaas na eeue steeds lewe in die man
Wat namens ons wat opkyk, Sy asem bly ontvang

En kardinale wat sou opkyk, ver benede op die vloer
Weet hul sien ‘n wonderwerk
Word dadelik meegevoer
Deur die maestro wat uit pleister, en pigment ‘n hemel maak
Wat die Ware Meester naboots wat iedereen diep raak

En in die middel daar reik God, Sy vinger na die mensdom uit
Na Adam wat nou skaam en naak skugter uit sy slaap ontwaak
Die Skepper blaas na eeue steeds lewe in die man
Wat namens ons wat opkyk, Sy asem bly ontvang

En in die middel daar reik God, Sy vinger na die mensdom uit
Na Adam wat nou skaam en naak skugter uit sy slaap ontwaak
Die Skepper blaas na eeue steeds lewe in die man
Wat namens ons wat opkyk, Sy asem bly ontvang

En in die middel daar reik God, Sy vinger na die mensdom uit
Na Adam wat nou skaam en naak skugter uit sy slaap ontwaak




Die Skepper blaas na eeue steeds lewe in die man
Wat namens ons wat opkyk, Sy asem bly ontvang

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Coenie De Villiers's song "Michelangelo" describe the artist Michelangelo and his unique perspective on the world. The opening line, "Die betongewelf van die kapel word sy hemel, word sy hel" (The concrete vault of the chapel becomes his heaven, becomes his hell), portrays how Michelangelo's creative sanctuary becomes both a place of divine inspiration and inner struggle.


The lyrics go on to describe Michelangelo's daily engagement with his art, as he shares his vision of the universe through his brushes. The lines "Daar is gerubs en orakels, profete en hy self" (There are cherubs and oracles, prophets and himself) suggest the heavenly and prophetic nature of his work, as well as his personal connection to it.


The song also touches on Michelangelo's mastery of color, referencing the hues of Tuscany, the blue sky, and the unprecedented green against the backdrop of the church. Through his artwork, he strives to capture the essence and beauty of the world around him.


In the middle of his artistic creation, God reaches out to humanity, symbolized by Adam awakening from his slumber, shy and vulnerable. The Creator breathes life into man, and the song suggests that this act of creation is ongoing, as long as there are those who look up and are receptive to God's breath.


Overall, "Michelangelo" celebrates the power and impact of artistry, the connection between the artist and the divine, and the eternal nature of creation.


Line by Line Meaning

Die betongewelf van die kapel word sy hemel, word sy hel
The concrete vault of the chapel becomes his heaven, becomes his hell


Waar hy daagliks met penseel sy visie van die heelal deel
Where he daily shares his vision of the universe with his brush


Daar is gerubs en orakels, profete en hy self
There are cherubs and oracles, prophets and himself


In die hemel ingeskilder tuur af uit die gewelf
In the painted heaven, he gazes down from the vault


Snags drup kerse warm was in sy oë op sy kwas
At night, warm wax drips from candles onto his brush


Wat elke tint van elke kleur uit sy hande laat gebeur
Which makes every shade of every color happen from his hands


Daar’s die roesrooi van Toskane, die blou van hierdie lug
There's the russet red of Tuscany, the blue of this sky


Daar is groen soos nooit tevore, hier teen die kerk se rug
There is green like never before, here against the church's back


En in die middel daar reik God, Sy vinger na die mensdom uit
And in the middle, God reaches out His finger to humanity


Na Adam wat nou skaam en naak skugter uit sy slaap ontwaak
To Adam who now shyly awakes from his sleep, feeling ashamed and naked


Die Skepper blaas na eeue steeds lewe in die man
The Creator breathes life into the man for centuries to come


Wat namens ons wat opkyk, Sy asem bly ontvang
Who on our behalf, as we look up, continues to receive His breath


En kardinale wat sou opkyk, ver benede op die vloer
And cardinals who would look up, far below on the floor


Weet hul sien ‘n wonderwerk
They know they see a miracle


Word dadelik meegevoer
They are immediately carried away


Deur die maestro wat uit pleister, en pigment ‘n hemel maak
By the maestro who creates a heaven out of plaster and pigment


Wat die Ware Meester naboots wat iedereen diep raak
Who imitates the True Master, touching everyone deeply




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