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Ek het al baie goed verloor

En dit nooit ooit gevind weer gevind nie

Ek het al baie vir my ma gesê ek is nie meer 'n kind nie

Die lewe is te hard en ek verstaan meer die punt nie

Ek staan langs 'n groot oop hout,

Maar ek het nie meer 'n flint nie

I have told my mother many times that I'm no longer a child

I stand next to a big pile of wood

but I no longer have a flint

Ek kry koud op my eie ek soek net 'n klein bietjie warmte

Almal is ryk van die liefde en ek is al weer die armste

I get cold on my own, I'm only looking for a little bit of warmth

Everyone is rich in love, and again I'm the poorest

Sommige dae voel dit as of ek dood gaan van die hongerte

Daar is n leë kol in my maag waar ek weg kruip in die donkerte

Ek is gebreek van binne soos my al my speelgoed van toe ek klein was

As ek vandag weg stap sal al my goed pas in n klein tas

I'm broken from inside like all my toys from when I was small

if I walk away today today all my things would fit in a small bag

Ek soek net n klein tydjie sodat ek die as van my kan afwas

Maar die soldate op die muur bombadeer my met die traangas

I'm only looking for a small time so that I can wash the ash off myself

but the soldiers on the wall bombard me with tear gas

Ek lê onder 'n lappies kombers en probeer nog blokkies aanlas,

Maar daar is n kwaai oom langs my bed en hy sê vir my staan vas

I lie under a quilt and try to put things together

but there's an angry man next to my bed and he tells me "Stand firm"

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