Kokkewiet
Mimi Coertse Lyrics


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Het jy gehoor by die voor hoe die kokkewiet fluit
En die wêreld bekoor met sy heerlik geluid
Dis kokkewiet, kokkewiet

Dan eers weer rus, heen en weer op 'n takkie gesus
En hy luister en wag op sy maatjie se koer
En hy luister en wag op sy maatjie se koer
Wiet-wiet-woer, wiet-wiet-woer

Daar in die boom by die stroom, hoor jy hom
Hoor jy hom

Borsie van goud, lentes herout, luister hoe fluit hy dit glorieryk uit




Stilte en luister hoe bly dat hy fluit
Lente kom, lente kom

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Mimi Coertse's song Kokkewiet is an ode to the beautiful and cheerful sound of the Kokkewiet bird. At the beginning of the song, the listener is asked if they have heard the Kokkewiet bird singing and charming the world with its delightful sound. The song goes on to describe the bird's behavior as it sways back and forth on a branch, waiting and listening for its mate's call. The bird's call is described as "wiet-wiet-woer," giving the listener a sense of the beauty and uniqueness of the bird's song.


The chorus of the song is a celebration of the bird's song and its presence in nature. The listener is invited to hear the bird's music in the tree by the river, where it sings with a golden chest and a glorious tune. The song emphasizes the significance of the bird's sound as a herald of the coming of spring - "Lente kom, Lente kom" (spring is coming, spring is coming).


Overall, "Kokkewiet" is a beautiful and poetic tribute to the sound and beauty of nature, specifically the Kokkewiet bird. The lyrics depict the bird's behavior and the significance of its song in a way that transports the listener to the South African landscape where the bird is found.


Line by Line Meaning

Het jy gehoor by die voor hoe die kokkewiet fluit
Have you heard upfront how the cuckoo whistles?


En die wêreld bekoor met sy heerlik geluid
And enchants the world with its splendid sound


Dis kokkewiet, kokkewiet
It's the cuckoo, the cuckoo


Dan eers weer rus, heen en weer op 'n takkie gesus
Only then it rests, swaying back and forth on a twig


En hy luister en wag op sy maatjie se koer
And it listens and waits for the call of its mate


Wiet-wiet-woer, wiet-wiet-woer
Cuckoo-cuckoo-call, cuckoo-cuckoo-call


Daar in die boom by die stroom, hoor jy hom
There, in the tree by the stream, you can hear it


Hoor jy hom
Can you hear it?


Borsie van goud, lentes herout, luister hoe fluit hy dit glorieryk uit
Golden chest, spring's herald, listen to how it splendidly whistles


Stilte en luister hoe bly dat hy fluit
Be still and listen, how happy it is while whistling


Lente kom, lente kom
Spring is coming, spring is coming




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