Finale
Snotkop Lyrics

Elke mens het 'n storie
Everyone has a story to tell.

Elke mens het seer
Everyone has pain.

Ek was al heel verlore in die wind en donker weer
I was once lost in difficult times.

My wildernis was groot en my beursie leeg
My wilderness was vast, and my wallet was empty.

Toe gee jy my 'n rede 'n rede om te glo
Then you gave me a reason to believe.

Ek glo soos 'n kind
I believe like a child.

'n Sondaar by jou deur 'n dissipel by jou voete
A sinner at your door, a disciple at your feet.

Deur jou skoonheid meegesleur
Swept away by your beauty.

O ek glo soos 'n kind
Oh, I believe like a child.

Al loop ek op 'n stofpad al kom daar donker weer
Even if I'm walking on a dusty road or facing dark weather,

Volg ek jou want jy gee my 'n rede om te glo
I'll follow you because you give me a reason to believe.

Hoeveel moet ek vra
How much should I ask?

Wil jy saam my plaas toe gaan?
Do you want to come to my farm with me?

Hoeveel moet ek sê?
How much should I say?

Ag trek tog net daai rokkie aan
Oh, just put on that dress.

Ek bel jou elke dag
I call you every day.

Ek sien jou vriende lag
I see your friends laughing.

Maar my geheim kom net uit in die nag
But my secret only comes out at night.

En ek wil met jou doen net wat die bytjies doen met lente blomme
And I want to do with you what the bees do with spring flowers.

Hey lalala hey lalala

En ek wil jou net soen soos wat daai ou sal doen in teenage movies
And I want to kiss you like that guy in teenage movies.

Ons almal het ‘n plek waar ons eerder heen wil gaan
We all have a place we'd rather be.

Al is dit dan ou Loftus of langs ‘n resiesbaan
Even if it's old Loftus or next to a racetrack.

Waar niemand met jou sukkel en jou selfoon het geen sein
Where nobody bothers you, and your cellphone has no signal.

Dis jou Blouwildebliksemsfontein
It's your Wildflash fountain.

Blouwildebliksemsfontein
Wildflash fountain.

Almal gooi ‘n kap en die skote het geklap
Everyone throws a shot, and the shots went off.

Daar by Blouwildebliksemsfontein
There at Wildflash fountain.

Almal bly mos dors kry ‘n straf dop as jy mors
Everyone is thirsty and gets punished for messing up.

Almal ry mos dors kry ‘n straf dop as jy mors
Everyone drives thirsty and gets punished for making mistakes.

Almal raak gekite jy mag nie ry nie jy moet hike
Everyone gets caught; you can't drive, you have to hike.

O Boesmanland vat my hand
Oh, take my hand, Boesmanland.

Lei my oor die rand se kant
Lead me over the edge.

As jy vir my kan sê waar die Boesmanland lê
If you can tell me where Boesmanland is.

Boesmanland vat my hand
Boesmanland, take my hand.

Maar Boesmanland vat my hand
But Boesmanland, take my hand.

O die hond het my beskuit
Oh, the dog took my biscuit.

Ja die hond het my beskuit
Yes, the dog took my biscuit.

Van die tafel afgesmyt
Thrown from the table.

O as ek maar net weer kon
Oh, if only I could.

Kaal bolyf daar kan lê
Lie naked there.

In die Boesmanland se son
In Boesmanland's sun.

Wat ruk so?
What's shaking?

Is dit tant Bessie by die koolstoof of oom Koot in die graanstoor?
Is it Aunt Bessie by the coal stove or Uncle Koot in the grain store?

Is dit tant Tok in die hoender hok?
Is it Aunt Tok in the chicken coop?

Is dit ou Sakkie in sy bakkie of is dit San in die plaasdam?
Is it Old Sakkie in his truck, or is it San in the farm dam?

Is dit oom Jan wat wil slange vang?
Is it Uncle Jan who wants to catch snakes?

Daar’s 'n ding wat ruk hy ruk skoon onbeskof
There's something shaking, and it's shaking rough.

So staan maar terug pasop
So stand back and watch out.

Ek like die beat as hy drop drop
I like the beat when it drops.

Dropit soos 'n disprin
Drop it like a Disprin.

Al die girls van jou wil bad met jou vellies soos ‘n ouramkat steek uit
All your girls want to bathe with you, your vellies sticking out like an antelope.

En moenie-moenie kom hanna-hanna nie
And don't hesitate to come hanna-hanna (to rush).

Jy dropit soos 'n disprin
You drop it like a Disprin.

Al die girls van jou wil kam as jy dit drop soos 'n lekker ou Jan steek uit
All your girls want to comb their hair when you drop it like a smooth old Jan.

O ek wil huis toe gaan na Mamma toe
Oh, I want to go home to Mama.

Die rivier is vol my trane rol
The river is full, my tears are flowing.

'n Bokkie wat vanaand by my wil lê
A little antelope that wants to lay with me tonight.

Sy kan maar lê ek is 'n loslappie
She can lay, I'm a scoundrel.

Ek wens ek het vlerke soos 'n engeltjie
I wish I had wings like an angel.

Dan vlieg ek oor die kamp se drade heen
Then I'd fly over the camp's wires.

Dan vlieg ek na die arms van my moeder
Then I'd fly to my mother's arms.

En daar sal ek bly tot die dood
And there, I'll stay until death.

Ek sal my woorde weer uitbasyn
I'll breathe out my words again.

Van die ooste tot die weste
From the east to the west.

Van die suide tot bo in die noorde
From the south to up north.

Hou ons ons taal omhoog
Let's keep our language up high.

Want Afrikaans is groot (Afrikaans is groot)
Because Afrikaans is big (Afrikaans is big).

Afrikaans is groot (Afrikaans is groot)
Afrikaans is big (Afrikaans is big).

Afrikaans is groot
Afrikaans is big.

Want Afrikaans is groot
Because Afrikaans is big.

Ons vir jou Suid Afrika
We're for you, South Africa.

Gee nie om wie voor ons staan
We don't care who stands in front of us.

Soos ‘n rots staan ‘n nasie saam
Like a rock, a nation stands together.