Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song In en uit, artist - Die Heuwels Fantasties.
Date of issue: 30.04.2012
Song language: Afrikaans
In en uit(original) |
Haar vel was bleek |
Bleek deurskynende leer |
Haar lippe, tong en oë was skerp |
Net soos ‘n akkedis s’n |
Partykeer wou ek die masjien afsit |
Net om te kyk wat gebeur |
In en uit |
En eendag was sy weg |
In en uit |
Ek kry koud op my eie |
Soms baklei ons tot oneinde |
Dit klink vir my presies dieselfde |
As my ouers wat gil deur die huis se gange |
Kry jy ook koud op jou eie |
Soms baklei ons tot oneinde |
Dit klink vir my presies dieselfde |
As ons ouers wat gil deur die huis se gange |
Sy’t net daar gesit |
Swaar haar asem |
Longmasjien |
In ‘n half muf, half muf sitkamer |
Masker met pensioenfonds gehuur |
Daar te sit |
Op jou stoel met jou bloed wat vir jou staar |
Onder ‘n deken wat na bedpan ruik |
En eendag was sy weg |
In en uit |
Ek kry koud op my eie |
Soms baklei ons tot oneinde |
Dit klink vir my presies dieselfde |
As my ouers wat gil deur die huis se gange |
Kry jy ook koud op jou eie |
Soms baklei ons tot oneinde |
Dit klink vir my presies dieselfde |
As ons ouers wat gil deur die huis se gange |
Dit klink vir my |
Dit klink vir my presies dieselfde |
Dit klink vir my |
Dit klink vir my presies dieselfde |
Ek kry koud op my eie |
Soms baklei ons tot oneinde |
Kry jy ook koud op jou eie |
Julle is in ons gebede |
Ons is met julle |
Julle is in ons gebede |
Ons is met julle |
Ek kry koud op my eie |
Soms baklei ons tot oneinde |
Kry jy ook koud op jou eie |
(translation) |
Her skin was pale |
Pale translucent leather |
Her lips, tongue and eyes were sharp |
Just like a lizard's |
Sometimes I wanted to turn off the machine |
Just to see what happens |
In and out |
And one day she was gone |
In and out |
I get cold on my own |
Sometimes we fight to infinity |
It sounds to me exactly the same |
As my parents screaming through the hallways of the house |
Do you also get cold on your own |
Sometimes we fight to infinity |
It sounds to me exactly the same |
As our parents screaming through the hallways of the house |
She just sat there |
Heavy hair breath |
Lung machine |
In a half musty, half musty living room |
Mask rented with pension fund |
To sit there |
On your chair with your blood staring at you |
Under a blanket that smells like a bedpan |
And one day she was gone |
In and out |
I get cold on my own |
Sometimes we fight to infinity |
It sounds to me exactly the same |
As my parents screaming through the hallways of the house |
Do you also get cold on your own |
Sometimes we fight to infinity |
It sounds to me exactly the same |
As our parents screaming through the hallways of the house |
It sounds to me |
It sounds to me exactly the same |
It sounds to me |
It sounds to me exactly the same |
I get cold on my own |
Sometimes we fight to infinity |
Do you also get cold on your own |
You are in our prayers |
We are with you |
You are in our prayers |
We are with you |
I get cold on my own |
Sometimes we fight to infinity |
Do you also get cold on your own |