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Jy's daai soet een
Dit kom so voor ek kan myself verloor as ek vir jou kyk
Jy's daai goeie een
Dis tipies jy jy kyk verby maar jou lyf soek meer
So onskuldig jy
Op jou plek doen alles reg tot daai deur toegaan
O maar ek kyk regdeur
Die soet in jou is 'n bietjie flou as dit kom by my

Gooi jou suiker op my lek my lippe af
Hou my stywer vas
Stop die vuur binne my voor dit smelt oor my
Wil nie hê dit moet stop
Wil nie hê dit moet wag
Of verdwyn

Gooi jou suiker op my
Voor dit smelt oor my
Gooi jou suiker op my
Voor dit smelt oor my
Gooi jou suiker op my

Oor en weer jy doen dit oor en weer vir my
Oor en weer jy kyk so mooi na my
Hart hart my hart is waar my huis is
My huis is daar waar jy is vir altyd sal ek terugkom na my
Hart hart my hart is waar my huis is
My huis is daar waar jy is
En jy is als wat saak maak in my

Hart hart my hart is waar my huis is
My huis is daar waar jy is
Vir altyd sal ek terugkom na my hart
Die spore van ons liefde sal my lei
Vir altyd na my hart toe waar jy bly

My voete stap al jare lank
Tussen rigtingwysers op die noordwes pad
Met 'n brief in my hand
Al die pad van Wolmaransstad

Ek voel al die ink uit die brief uittap
Ek ruik haar hare as ek saans gaan slaap
In my ou houthuis
Ver van Wolmaransstad

Sal jy bly
Vir 'n appel en 'n ui?
Al skeur die maan ons weg
Bly my hart na jou toe trek

Sal jy bly
Vir 'n plaas met 'n ou houthuis?
Al bly die skuld teen ons deure klop
Sal jy trou in 'n ou wit rok
Met my?

Die nagte raak koud maar ek hou aan ry
Veral as die trokke so verby my gly
Maar ek klou net vas
Aan die brief van Wolmaransstad

Aan my ou houthuis is 'n ou sink deur
In stilte val ek op my knieë neer
Daar was donderweer
En daar staan Lily
Voor my

Sal jy bly
Vir 'n appel en 'n ui ?
Al skeur die maan ons weg
Bly my hart na jou toe trek

Sal jy bly
Vir 'n plaas met 'n ou houthuis?
Al bly die skuld teen ons deure klop
Sal jy trou in 'n ou wit rok
Met my?

Sal jy bly
Vir 'n plaas met 'n ou houthuis?
Al bly die skuld teen ons deure klop
Sal jy trou in 'n ou wit rok
Met my?
Sal jy bly?

Dala hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo hoo
Hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo
Dala hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo hoo
Hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo

Gooi water gooi sand want my hart is aan die brand vir jou
Vir jou
Bring emmers bring grawe kom kyk of jy die vlamme uit
Kan hou

So staan 'n bietjie nader dat ons twee kan vergader
Dan wys ek jou
‘n Hart kan brand

Dala hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo hoo
Hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo
Dala hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo hoo
Hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo

Gooi water gooi sand

Dala hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo hoo
Hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo
Dala hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo hoo
Hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo

Dala hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo hoo
Hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo
Dala hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo hoo
Hambamba hoo
Hambamba hoo hoo

So as dit lyk soos vakansie en dit ruik soos vakansie
En dit suip soos vakansie is dit vakansie
En as dit klink soos vakansie en dit blink soos vakansie
En dit drink soos vakansie is dit vakansie

Die jol is dik in Desember dik in Desember
Al die boude lyk soos prente parmantige presente
Kyk hoe pronk al die vente brannewyn trek nou rente
Jol is dik in Desember

Kom stamp dit los
Jy en jou bende
Die jol is dik in Desember Desember is dik
Ek voel 'n veer
Ek het my sente
Die jol is dik in Desember Desember is dik

Ons gaan stilsit verban kom steek die webers aan
Is lus vir slordig raak tot in die nuwe jaar
Girls in die karavaan hul maak my tent opslaan
Is lus vir morsig raak totdat jou ma verjaar

O wê o
Is lus vir slordig raak tot in die nuwe jaar
O wê o
Is lus vir morsig raak totdat jou ma verjaar
O wê o
Ons gaan die dubbels drink totdat die toekoms blink
O wê o
Ja ons gaan dubbels drink
Totdat die toekoms blink

Ons gaan dorp toe
Ja ons gaan dorp toe
As jy wil dans vra ek jou mooi pappa sê klim in die Ford toe
Want ek vat jou dorp toe
Hierdie ding wil dorp toe
En as jy hou van wat jy sien vat ek jou nie net dorp toe
En as jy hou van wat jy sien vat ek jou nie net dorp toe
En as jy hou van wat jy sien vat ek jou nie net dorp toe

Jy's flippen sexy
Jy's freaking mooi
Jy's blerrie oulik
Jy's donderstorm lekker
En amper net so oulik soos ekke

Jy's flippen sexy
Jy's freaking mooi
So blerrie oulik
Moerby mooi verby
So lê 'n bietjie langer by my
Lê 'n bietjie langer by my
So lê 'n bietjie langer by my

Wys my jou lemoene
Of jou boerpampoene
Ek wil so graag aan dit voel
Of jou kaalgatperskes
Of dit die moeite werd is
Ek sal dit definitief moet proe

En ons skreeu
Wys my jou lemoene
Of jou boerpampoene
Ek wil so graag aan dit voel
Of jou kaalgatperskes
Of dit die moeite werd is
Ek sal dit definitief moet proe

Ek sal dit definitief moet proe
Ek sal dit definitief moet proe
Lekker lemoene en ‘n perretjies

Arm maar gelukkig ons vat hom by die horings
Maak hom mooi maak hom sag maak hom mak maak hom joune
Da' vat hy
My bokkie da' vat hy

Vleisie op die kole 'n broodjie in die oond
Was die tyd van ons lewe 'n aand om te onthou
Daar vat hy
Mmm my bokkie daar vat hy

Niks fout met 'n drie liter Ford
Twee liter coke
Een brandewyn lyfie
Met haar rokkie kort
Dis besigheid voor en partytjie van agter

Gooi hom in die son laat hy revs optel
Daar vat hy daar vat hy
Want 'n warm patat laat die skote klap
Daar vat hy daar vat hy

Ons druk die speakers tot dit bewe
Want dis mos hoe ons lewe
Daar vat hy
O my bokkie
Daar vat hy

Hy lyk soos 'n kondoom vol akkers
Niemand kyk hom in die oë nie net sy makkers
Want hy kry jou dalk alleen by die lockers
In die gym

'n 9 volt battery sy vitamien pil
En vra jy hom waar bly hy sê hy bly stil
Maar die opinies verander as hy hard gil
In die gym

Sy bende noem hom bench press Stacey
As hy gil dan klink hy soos 'n meisie
Hy's die leier van die gang Alsatians
Maar ook die owner van die Gym of all Nations

Dis die Gym of all Nations
Hier's Asians Israelis die Scottish en die Irish
Hier's somtyds Filippyne selfs Filistyne
En soms dan ook die manne van die myne

En dan het ons die bendes
Die Alsatians Temptations die Hundred and One Dalmatians
Verloor hulle frustrations
By die Gym of all Nations

Dis die Gym of all Nations
Hier's Asians Israelis die Scottish en die Irish
Hier's somtyds Filippyne selfs Filistyne
En soms dan ook die manne van die myne

En dan het ons die bendes
Die Alsatians Temptations die Hundred and One Dalmatians
Verloor hulle frustrations
By die Gym of all Nations

Want ons gaan kaalvoet sokkie
Daai voete jeuk en sal mos nooit kan jok nie
Daai lyf wat jy so lekker swaai voete gaan in sirkels draai
Kaalvoet sokkie

Want ons gaan kaalvoet sokkie
Daai voete jeuk en sal mos nooit kan jok nie




Daai lyf wat jy so lekker spin reguit in my arms in
Kaalvoet sokkie

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to this medley of 4's songs touch on different themes of love and joy. The first verse speaks about a physical attraction towards someone so sweet that the singer feels lost just looking at them. The chorus describes the desire to keep the flame alive and not let the passion die out in a relationship. The second verse talks about the importance of love and how it makes a person feel at home. The bridge of the song brings in a different element, a love letter from a distance asking if the recipient will stay for the sake of love, despite challenges.


The last two segments of the medley take on a more festive tone. The third verse sings of joy during the holiday season, with people looking their best and having a good time. The pre-chorus and chorus of the segment encourage everyone to show off what they have and enjoy it. The final verse describes a gym where people from different nations and backgrounds come together to work out and lose their frustrations. The song ends with a celebration of dancing barefoot, with feet itching to move in circles and spin in each other's arms.


Line by Line Meaning

Jy's daai soet een
You are that sweet one


Dit kom so voor ek kan myself verloor as ek vir jou kyk
It seems like I can lose myself when I look at you


Jy's daai goeie een
You are that good one


Dis tipies jy jy kyk verby maar jou lyf soek meer
It's typical of you to overlook but your body wants more


So onskuldig jy
So innocent you


Op jou plek doen alles reg tot daai deur toegaan
You do everything right in your place until that door closes


O maar ek kyk regdeur
Oh but I see right through


Die soet in jou is 'n bietjie flou as dit kom by my
The sweetness in you is a bit faint when it comes to me


Gooi jou suiker op my lek my lippe af
Throw your sugar on me, make my lips drip


Hou my stywer vas
Hold me tighter


Stop die vuur binne my voor dit smelt oor my
Stop the fire inside me before it melts over me


Wil nie hê dit moet stop
Don't want it to stop


Wil nie hê dit moet wag
Don't want it to wait


Of verdwyn
Or disappear


Oor en weer jy doen dit oor en weer vir my
Over and over you do it for me


Oor en weer jy kyk so mooi na my
Over and over you look so beautiful at me


Hart hart my hart is waar my huis is
Heart heart, my heart is where my home is


My huis is daar waar jy is vir altyd sal ek terugkom na my
My home is there where you are, I will always come back to my


Die spore van ons liefde sal my lei
The tracks of our love will guide me


Vir altyd na my hart toe waar jy bly
Forever to my heart where you reside


My voete stap al jare lank
My feet have been walking for years


Tussen rigtingwysers op die noordwes pad
Between signposts on the northwest road


Met 'n brief in my hand
With a letter in my hand


Al die pad van Wolmaransstad
All the way from Wolmaransstad


Ek voel al die ink uit die brief uittap
I feel all the ink from the letter seeping out


Ek ruik haar hare as ek saans gaan slaap
I smell her hair when I go to sleep at night


In my ou houthuis
In my old wooden house


Ver van Wolmaransstad
Far from Wolmaransstad


Sal jy bly
Will you stay?


Vir 'n appel en 'n ui?
For an apple and an onion?


Al skeur die maan ons weg
Even if the moon tears us apart


Bly my hart na jou toe trek
May my heart keep pulling towards you


Sal jy trou in 'n ou wit rok
Will you marry in an old white dress


Met my?
With me?


Aan my ou houthuis is 'n ou sink deur
At my old wooden house is an old sink door


In stilte val ek op my knieë neer
In silence, I fall to my knees


Daar was donderweer
There was a thunderstorm


En daar staan Lily
And there stands Lily


Gooi water gooi sand want my hart is aan die brand vir jou
Throw water, throw sand because my heart is on fire for you


Bring emmers bring grawe kom kyk of jy die vlamme uit
Bring buckets, bring shovels, come see if you can put out the flames


Kan hou
Can hold


So staan 'n bietjie nader dat ons twee kan vergader
So stand a bit closer so that we can meet


Dan wys ek jou 'n hart kan brand
Then I'll show you a heart can burn


Ons gaan stilsit verban kom steek die webers aan
We're going to sit quietly, banish, come light the fires


Is lus vir slordig raak tot in die nuwe jaar
We feel like getting messy until the new year


Girls in die karavaan hul maak my tent opslaan
Girls in the caravan, they set up my tent


Is lus vir morsig raak totdat jou ma verjaar
We feel like getting dirty until your mom's birthday


O wê o
Oh woe oh


Ons gaan die dubbels drink totdat die toekoms blink
We're going to drink doubles until the future shines


Ja ons gaan dubbels drink
Yes, we're going to drink doubles


Ons gaan dorp toe
We're going to town


As jy wil dans vra ek jou mooi pappa sê klim in die Ford toe
If you want to dance, I'll ask you nicely, daddy say climb into the Ford


Want ek vat jou dorp toe
Because I'll take you to town


Hierdie ding wil dorp toe
This thing wants to go to town


En as jy hou van wat jy sien vat ek jou nie net dorp toe
And if you like what you see, I'll take you not just to town


Jy's flippen sexy
You're damn sexy


Jy's freaking mooi
You're freaking beautiful


Jy's blerrie oulik
You're really cute


Jy's donderstorm lekker
You're thunderstorm delicious


En amper net so oulik soos ekke
And almost just as cute as me


Wys my jou lemoene
Show me your lemons


Of jou boerpampoene
Or your butternut pumpkins


Ek wil so graag aan dit voel
I want to feel it so badly


Of jou kaalgatperskes
Or your naked peaches


Of dit die moeite werd is
If it's worth it


Ek sal dit definitief moet proe
I will definitely have to taste it


Ek sal dit definitief moet proe
I will definitely have to taste it


Lekker lemoene en ‘n perretjies
Delicious lemons and a little peach


Arm maar gelukkig ons vat hom by die horings
Poor but happy, we take it by the horns


Maak hom mooi maak hom sag maak hom mak maak hom joune
Make it beautiful, make it soft, make it easy, make it yours


Da' vat hy
That's what he's got


Vleisie op die kole 'n broodjie in die oond
Meat on the coals, a sandwich in the oven


Was die tyd van ons lewe 'n aand om te onthou
It was the time of our lives, an unforgettable evening


Niks fout met 'n drie liter Ford
Nothing wrong with a three liter Ford


Twee liter coke
Two liters of coke


Een brandewyn lyfie
One brandy babe


Met haar rokkie kort
With her short dress


Dis besigheid voor en partytjie van agter
It's business in front and a party in the back


Gooi hom in die son laat hy revs optel
Throw it in the sun and let it rev up


Want 'n warm patat laat die skote klap
Because a hot potato makes the shots go off


Ons druk die speakers tot dit bewe
We press the artists until they shake


Want dis mos hoe ons lewe
Because that's how we live


Hy lyk soos 'n kondoom vol akkers
He looks like a condom full of fields


Niemand kyk hom in die oë nie net sy makkers
No one looks him in the eyes, only his buddies


Want hy kry jou dalk alleen by die lockers
Because maybe he'll get you alone by the lockers


In die gym
In the gym


'n 9 volt battery sy vitamien pil
A 9 volt battery, his vitamin pill


En vra jy hom waar bly hy sê hy bly stil
And if you ask him where he lives, he says he stays quiet


Maar die opinies verander as hy hard gil
But opinions change when he screams loudly


Sy bende noem hom bench press Stacey
His gang calls him bench press Stacey


As hy gil dan klink hy soos 'n meisie
When he screams, he sounds like a girl


Hy's die leier van die gang Alsatians
He's the leader of the gang Alsatians


Maar ook die owner van die Gym of all Nations
But also the owner of the Gym of all Nations


Dis die Gym of all Nations
It's the Gym of all Nations


Hier's Asians Israelis die Scottish en die Irish
Here are Asians, Israelis, the Scottish, and the Irish


Hier's somtyds Filippyne selfs Filistyne
Sometimes there are Filipinos, even Philistines


En soms dan ook die manne van die myne
And sometimes even the men from the mines


En dan het ons die bendes
And then we have the gangs


Die Alsatians Temptations die Hundred and One Dalmatians
The Alsatians, Temptations, the Hundred and One Dalmatians


Verloor hulle frustrations
Lose their frustrations


By die Gym of all Nations
At the Gym of all Nations


Want ons gaan kaalvoet sokkie
Because we're going barefoot sokkie


Daai voete jeuk en sal mos nooit kan jok nie
Those feet itch and will never be able to lie


Daai lyf wat jy so lekker swaai voete gaan in sirkels draai
That body that you swing so nicely, feet will spin in circles


Kaasvoet sokkie
Cheesy-foot sokkie




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Coral

4 Chords (A Choral Medley)

0:07 Don’t Stop Believin’
0:40 You’re Beautiful
0:50 Where is the Love
1:00 Forever Young
1:08 I’m Yours
1:18 Hey Soul Sister
1:28 Can You Feel The Love Tonight
1:36 Take Me Home, Country Roads
1:47 Paparazzi
1:54 With or Without You
2:04 She Will Be Loved
2:13 Let It Be
2:20 Down Under
2:24 The Funny Things You Do
2:30 If I Were a Boy
2:35 In My Head
2:44 Complicated
2:50 Apologize
2:57 Love the Way You Lie
3:09 It’s My Life
3:18 Poker Face
3:24 Barbie Girl
3:26 Auld Lang Syne
3:33 Superman (It’s Not Easy)
3:43 Don’t Stop Believin’ (Reprise)

The End



Junior Omni

Para Tocar várias Músicas conhecidas Mundialmente, é preciso escolher um ACORDE. Por exemplo:
DÓ MAIOR, depois escolher Lá menor, depois Fá Maior e encerra este ciclo em Sol.
Ficando assim. 1(Dó Maior) - 6ª (Lá menor) - 4 (Fá Maior) - 5 (Sol) esta sequência é usando A ESCALA NATURAL DE DÓ MAIOR. Mas, pode usar qualquer escala.

Basta conhecer o Número ou Grau de Cada Nota Musical dentro da escala.

1-2-3-4-5-6-7 = Dó-Ré-Mi-Fá-Sol-Lá-Si Cada nota tem seu número (grau). Basta ajuntar 3 notas e formar os ACORDES.
DÓ MAIOR = Dó-Mi-Sol
RÉ MAIOR = Ré-Fá#-Lá
MI MAIOR = Mi - Sol#-Si
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Ombre Nightcores

When they sang “ONE! FIVE! SIX MINOR! FOUR!” I felt that

c u t e • e d i t s

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Coral

4 Chords (A Choral Medley)

0:07 Don’t Stop Believin’
0:40 You’re Beautiful
0:50 Where is the Love
1:00 Forever Young
1:08 I’m Yours
1:18 Hey Soul Sister
1:28 Can You Feel The Love Tonight
1:36 Take Me Home, Country Roads
1:47 Paparazzi
1:54 With or Without You
2:04 She Will Be Loved
2:13 Let It Be
2:20 Down Under
2:24 The Funny Things You Do
2:30 If I Were a Boy
2:35 In My Head
2:44 Complicated
2:50 Apologize
2:57 Love the Way You Lie
3:09 It’s My Life
3:18 Poker Face
3:24 Barbie Girl
3:26 Auld Lang Syne
3:33 Superman (It’s Not Easy)
3:43 Don’t Stop Believin’ (Reprise)

The End

Abigail Heinrich

Respect

dwainandamanda

Tysmmm!!!

Tatyana A

My chorus teacher was going to give this song to the 6th graders for next year, but she gave it to us because she knew that we could do it. She sees potential in us and that is very important in a teacher. Also, one person in my chorus says the really part and he is a soprano and does it so well because he does it so high pitched without his voice cracking. And the its my life part we shake our heads because its all rock. Me and my friend sing com on barbie lets go part with so much enthusiasm. I am 2 alto or alto like if you are also! Comment if you are a soprano or 2 soprano.

Stephanie M

OMG me to

Holdeenyo

I’m baritone... and I also had to sing this song. it was really awkward because I’m the only low voice in my chorus, so I had a microphone to balance out the audio.

James Whitacre

wut

Carsyn's Subliminals

Guys can’t be a soprano it’s a tenor

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