50 Joar
Rowwen Hèze Lyrics


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't Is neet te zeen, mar 't is echt woar
Deze jong wuurdt bijna vieftig joar
Niks mier an doan, net wat geej zegt
't kwaam aaltied op zien bien terecht

Op nakse veut dor 't werme zand
Ik haj van hiel vuel 'n klein bitje verstand
De tied di kroop, 't koard hing slap
Ik leep oaver stroat als enne leage lap
Totdat iemand zei: als ik leas dan bin ik riek
Ienne tekst, ien woard, ik docht:
Din het geliek
't waas mar ien zin, gen groet gebaar
't zit allemoal hiel simpel in elkaar

Want ik heb mar ien liedje
Ik heb mar ien verhaal, altied 't zelfde liedje
Mar ien plaats woar ik miene mosterd haal

Dan ging 't hard, d'n tied di vloog
En ik de klappe kreeg wurrum ik vroog
De blik vurroet, 't ging altied door
Tot ik de macht oaver 't steur verloor

Ik zaag 't burdje stop soms net iets te laat
Ik haj enne harde kop als 't teagezaat
Mar de muziek en de gitaar
Die heelde steeds 't zaakje bij elkaar

En toen, din daag, ik wos ni wat ik zaag
't veld stong vol, en ze klapte allemoal
Allemoal vur os, we keeke elkaar aan
En zage dat 't kos, os eige liedje, in os eige taal
Osse eige, veilige, heilige graal

Weej goan altied door, van os het niemand last
Mar weej halde wal os eige ritme vast




In de moat als de fanfaar
Loepe weej al joare langs elkaar

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Rowwen Hèze's song "50 Joar" speaks about the experiences of someone who is turning 50 years old. The first stanza reflects on the fact that despite not seeing anything physically different, the person has reached the age of 50. The second stanza talks about the time in which the person was still young, running around barefooted on warm sand, having only a little knowledge of the world. The person felt as if time moves slowly and without direction, just like a rag doll. However, the advice of someone changed the person's perspective, saying that if he reads, he'll become wealthy, which helped a lot.


The chorus of the song describes the simplicity of the person's life: he has only one song, one story that he always tells, and one place to find inspiration. As time passed, the person's life became faster, leaving him trying to make sense of things, until he loses control. Eventually, the man sees people responding positively to his song, and that motivates him even more to continue playing it. He concludes that he would always keep playing in the same rhythm, and everyone would accept it.


Overall, "50 Joar" is a nostalgic song. It reminds listeners that as time moves forward, priorities change. The song says something fundamental and straightforward yet profound. The listener is invited to go through the process of reminiscing about the time that has passed, and appreciate the wisdom that came with passing years.


Line by Line Meaning

't Is neet te zeen, mar 't is echt woar
It may not be apparent, but it is true


Deze jong wuurdt bijna vieftig joar
This young man is almost fifty years old


Niks mier an doan, net wat geej zegt
Nothing can be done, as you say


't kwaam aaltied op zien bien terecht
It always worked out for him


Op nakse veut dor 't werme zand
On bare feet in the warm sand


Ik haj van hiel vuel 'n klein bitje verstand
I had very little knowledge


De tied di kroop, 't koard hing slap
Time crawled, the rope hung limp


Ik leep oaver stroat als enne leage lap
I walked on the street like an empty rag


Totdat iemand zei: als ik leas dan bin ik riek
Until someone said: if I read, then I am rich


Ienne tekst, ien woard, ik docht:
One text, one word, I thought:


Din het geliek
Then he was right


't waas mar ien zin, gen groet gebaar
It was only one sentence, no grand gesture


't zit allemoal hiel simpel in elkaar
It's all very simple


Want ik heb mar ien liedje
Because I only have one song


Ik heb mar ien verhaal, altied 't zelfde liedje
I only have one story, always the same song


Mar ien plaats woar ik miene mosterd haal
But one place where I get my inspiration


Dan ging 't hard, d'n tied di vloog
Then it went fast, time flew by


En ik de klappe kreeg wurrum ik vroog
And I got the blows why I asked


De blik vurroet, 't ging altied door
The look forward, it always went on


Tot ik de macht oaver 't steur verloor
Until I lost control


Ik zaag 't burdje stop soms net iets te laat
I saw the bird stop just a little too late


Ik haj enne harde kop als 't teagezaat
I had a stubborn head like the weather


Mar de muziek en de gitaar
But the music and the guitar


Die heelde steeds 't zaakje bij elkaar
Always put the pieces back together


En toen, din daag, ik wos ni wat ik zaag
And then, that day, I didn't know what I saw


't veld stong vol, en ze klapte allemoal
The field was full, and they all clapped


Allemoal vur os, we keeke elkaar aan
All for us, we looked at each other


En zage dat 't kos, os eige liedje, in os eige taal
And saw that it was possible, our own song, in our own language


Osse eige, veilige, heilige graal
Our own, safe, holy grail


Weej goan altied door, van os het niemand last
We always carry on, nobody bothers us


Mar weej halde wal os eige ritme vast
But we hold on to our own rhythm


In de moat als de fanfaar
In step with the brass band


Loepe weej al joare langs elkaar
We've been walking past each other for years




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Comments from YouTube:

@angelodorenberg6221

Toen ik gebooren werd horde ik al rowwen heze mooi hoop dat er nog meer numers mogen volgen echt om kipenvel van te krijgen linburg zet hem op 😎👍☝️🤣

@MaritsView

ik ga dit nummer draaien, als mn vader 50 wordt :D hij is een fan van rowwenhezé :) en ik zelf ook, dankje voor het erop te zetten! :D

@caszutphen3212

volgend jaar vaders 50 dit nummer op zetten

@xcrazyman17x

weet iemand of er een karaoke versie is?

@peternijs3694

Nee gewoon goed luisteren.
Limburgs is niet zo moeilijk