Krisjan Swart
Hugo Lyrics


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Bokant die stasie daar woon Krisjan Swart
Tussen die spoorweg ennie nasionale pad, op die muur van sy stoep hang die horings van ’n bok
In sy agterplaas groei ’n perskeboom langs ’n groot ou duiwehok
Op daai duiwe is hy trots, hulle maak sy hart so bly, die silwer bekers op sy pelmet staan so in ’n ry

Ja, hy is Krisjan Swart, hy’s wyd en syd geken vir sy duiwe wat so vinnig vlieg en pryse vir hom wen

Krisjan se vrou is lekker rond en vet in haar hare dra sy curlers, in haar mond ’n sigaret
Pantoffels aan haar voete, kook sy moskonfyt, met haar een oog op die tuinjong wat die agterplaas natspuit
Op daai vrou is hy so trots, sy maak sy hart so bly al is sy nie jonk nie kan sy nog lekker vry

Sy's Wilmina Swart, hulle ken haar wyd en syd vir haar melktert en mosbolletjies, haar beroemde boerbeskuit

Krisjan se dogter's met ’n prokureur getrou
Hy’t vir haar ’n groot wit huis in Riebeeckpark gebou
Die kaggel in die sitkamer is mooi met klip versier, ’n skildery van Tafelberg hang ook daar teen die muur
Op daai dogter is hy trots, sy maak sy hart so bly al is sy nie mooi nie het sy haar man gekry

Sy is Johanna Swart, sy's die vrou van die prokureur en haar lippies en haar vingernaels is dieselfde bloedrooi kleur

Krisjan se seun is lekker fris gebou maar sy stem is ’n bietjie hoog en sy broek is ’n bietjie nou
Sy hare dra hy lank en hy speel ook die kitaar
Krisjan vra sy vrou, waar kom die seun vandaan
Op daai seun is hy nie trots nie, hy maak sy hart so seer, kan ek tog sy pa wees wil Krisjan redeneer

Ja, hy is Krisjan Swart, hy’t ook sy pa se naam, maar sy hare en sy kitaar speel maak sy pa so skaam

Bokant die stasie daar woon die Swart gesin
Krisjan drink net brannewyn, Wilmina drink net gin
Hulle sit daar op die stoep in die skemerlig so flou
Hulle kyk hoe vlieg die duiwe, sirkels teen die blou





Hulle sit daar op die stoep in die skemerlig so flou en kyk hoe vlieg die duiwe, sirkels teen die blou

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Hugo's song "Krisjan Swart" tell the story of the Swart family, who live above the station. Krisjan Swart is well-known for his fast-flying and prize-winning pigeons. He takes pride in these birds, as evidenced by the silver cups displayed on his pelmet. Despite not being young anymore, Krisjan's wife, Wilmina Swart, is described as round and proud. She is often seen wearing curlers in her hair and smoking a cigarette, while also keeping an eye on the gardener who is watering the backyard. Wilmina is known for her milk tart, mosbolletjies, and famous farm-style biscuits.


Krisjan and Wilmina have a daughter who has married a lawyer and now lives in a big white house in Riebeeckpark. Krisjan is proud of his daughter and her ability to secure a wealthy husband, even if she is not conventionally beautiful. Her husband is mentioned to have the same striking red color on his lips and fingernails as she does.


On the other hand, Krisjan's son does not bring him pride and joy. Despite having a fit physique, he is described as having a high voice and wearing tight pants. He has long hair and plays the guitar, which prompts Krisjan to question his wife about the boy's origin. Krisjan is disappointed in his son and feels ashamed, as his appearance and musical pursuits do not align with what Krisjan believes a man should be.


The lyrics also describe the Swart family's habits and environment. Krisjan drinks brandy, while Wilmina prefers gin. They often sit on their stoop in the dim twilight, observing the pigeons flying in circles against the blue sky. This scene portrays a sense of tranquility and contentment as the family enjoys their simple pleasures in life.


Overall, the lyrics depict the different family members and their individual characteristics while highlighting Krisjan's pride and disappointment in his loved ones. The song seems to reflect the complexities and dynamics within a family, as well as the emotions that come with familial relationships.


Line by Line Meaning

Bokant die stasie daar woon Krisjan Swart
Krisjan Swart lives above the station


Tussen die spoorweg ennie nasionale pad, op die muur van sy stoep hang die horings van ’n bok
Between the railway and the national road, the horns of a buck hang on the wall of his porch


In sy agterplaas groei ’n perskeboom langs ’n groot ou duiwehok
In his backyard, a peach tree grows next to a large old pigeon coop


Op daai duiwe is hy trots, hulle maak sy hart so bly, die silwer bekers op sy pelmet staan so in ’n ry
He is proud of those pigeons, they make his heart so joyful, the silver cups on his shelf are lined up


Ja, hy is Krisjan Swart, hy’s wyd en syd geken vir sy duiwe wat so vinnig vlieg en pryse vir hom wen
Yes, he is Krisjan Swart, widely known for his pigeons that fly fast and win prizes for him


Krisjan se vrou is lekker rond en vet in haar hare dra sy curlers, in haar mond ’n sigaret
Krisjan's wife is pleasantly plump and wears curlers in her hair, with a cigarette in her mouth


Pantoffels aan haar voete, kook sy moskonfyt, met haar een oog op die tuinjong wat die agterplaas natspuit
Wearing slippers on her feet, she cooks jam while keeping an eye on the gardener who is watering the backyard


Op daai vrou is hy so trots, sy maak sy hart so bly al is sy nie jonk nie kan sy nog lekker vry
He is so proud of that woman, she makes his heart so happy even though she is not young anymore, she can still enjoy life


Sy's Wilmina Swart, hulle ken haar wyd en syd vir haar melktert en mosbolletjies, haar beroemde boerbeskuit
She is Wilmina Swart, widely known for her milk tart, mosbolletjies, and her famous homemade bread


Krisjan se dogter's met ’n prokureur getrou
Krisjan's daughter is married to a lawyer


Hy’t vir haar ’n groot wit huis in Riebeeckpark gebou
He built her a large white house in Riebeeckpark


Die kaggel in die sitkamer is mooi met klip versier, ’n skildery van Tafelberg hang ook daar teen die muur
The fireplace in the living room is beautifully decorated with stones, a painting of Table Mountain also hangs on the wall


Op daai dogter is hy trots, sy maak sy hart so bly al is sy nie mooi nie het sy haar man gekry
He is proud of that daughter, she brings him so much joy even though she may not be beautiful, she found her husband


Sy is Johanna Swart, sy's die vrou van die prokureur en haar lippies en haar vingernaels is dieselfde bloedrooi kleur
She is Johanna Swart, the wife of the lawyer, and her lips and fingernails are the same blood-red color


Krisjan se seun is lekker fris gebou maar sy stem is ’n bietjie hoog en sy broek is ’n bietjie nou
Krisjan's son is well built, but his voice is a bit high-pitched, and his pants are a bit tight


Sy hare dra hy lank en hy speel ook die kitaar
He wears his hair long and he also plays the guitar


Krisjan vra sy vrou, waar kom die seun vandaan
Krisjan asks his wife, where did this son come from


Op daai seun is hy nie trots nie, hy maak sy hart so seer, kan ek tog sy pa wees wil Krisjan redeneer
He is not proud of that son, he breaks his heart so much, if only he could be his father, Krisjan reasons


Ja, hy is Krisjan Swart, hy’t ook sy pa se naam, maar sy hare en sy kitaar speel maak sy pa so skaam
Yes, he is Krisjan Swart, he also has his father's name, but his long hair and his guitar playing make his father so ashamed


Krisjan drink net brannewyn, Wilmina drink net gin
Krisjan only drinks brandy, Wilmina only drinks gin


Hulle sit daar op die stoep in die skemerlig so flou
They sit there on the porch in the dim twilight


Hulle kyk hoe vlieg die duiwe, sirkels teen die blou
They watch the pigeons fly in circles against the blue sky


Hulle sit daar op die stoep in die skemerlig so flou en kyk hoe vlieg die duiwe, sirkels teen die blou
They sit there on the porch in the dim twilight and watch the pigeons fly in circles against the blue sky




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