Translation of the song lyrics Welkom Terug - Jack Parow, Pierre Greef

Welkom Terug (original)

Hey daar welkom terug ons het jou lank genoeg gemis
Was dit alleen daar?
Was daar kleur daar?
Of was dit swart en wit
Was dit, ongeskik
Was dit alleen daar?
Was daar kleur daar?
Dankie Here dat u opgetel het
Amal het doodgedruk
Eks alleen, dis middernag
En almal is ongeskik
Dis donker en die donderweer slaan
Dit reën alweer vannag
Ek het bietjie vêr gestap
Opsoek na bietjie krag
Aan die diepkant van die swembad
Is ek opsoek na bietjie lug
Ek probeer oorstap maar daars gate in my brug
Ek verloor alweer 'n klein-klein stukkie van my hart
As ek keer op keer totsiens sê
En strukkies bind om smart
Maar daars pyn diep daar onder
Onder al my skille
En daars wyn vir wegsteek en sakkies vol van pille
So ek sit maar trug en nog vat 'n slukkie vir die pyn
Want waar ek waak in die naglug sal die pyn gou verdwyn
Dis skemer in my woorde en middernag in my vers
Ek dans saam met spoke om die flikkers van 'n kers
In 'n modderdam vol onssin sit 'n seun en skep nog pap
Sonsondergange wat iets werd is vat 'n tydjie om na te stap
Daars pyle in my boog en vele vere in my hoed
Maar die seile van my sielskip
Is deur gewere bebloed
Daar is stof op die horison en klippe in die pad
Maar as ek stop en soek vir water
Sal dit dalk verby my stap
Hey daar welkom terug ons het jou lank genoeg gemis
Was dit alleen daar?
Was daar kleur daar?
Of was dit swart en wit
Was dit, ongeskik
Was dit alleen daar?
Was daar kleur daar?
Ek is bleikbaar klaar verlos deur drippels op my kop
Maar my hande voel gebonde en ek sukkel om te stop
Die kooltjies van my entjies verbrand klaar my tyd
En die voëltjies by my venster het al lankal ophou fluit
My klere is in bondels en daars niemand wat wil stryk
En die duiwel op my grondpad met haar blond gedyede pruik
Haar vingernaels is skerp en bloedrooi mooi gepaint
En haar hande wat soos slange lyk het my lankal klaar gegryp
Die meisie met die vlekke en stories oor ou smart
Het my weg laat kryp en neergegooi met snye in my hart
Ek was verkeerd gewees ek weet wit-leuntjies is nie reg nie
Maar ek het voort gebeur aangehou geen meer washouplek nie
Ons leer mos so raak groot probeer ons net ons bes
En in die asbakkies van verkeerde keuses leer ons mos ons les
Daar is pyn in elke oogwink en stories in elke kreukel
Daar verskyn altyd duiwels in elke kombers wat ek heukel
Daar verdwyn nog gedagtes met elke trekjie van 'n stok
Verduidelik altyd verder as iemand wil kom klop
Op die voorstoep van verlede is daar koffie aan die brou
In die voorskote van tannies is daar Wilson toffies net vir jou
Maar draai sal hulle draai en voor lank is jy ook oud
Wat jy saai sal jy maai en die donkerte is koud
Eks gesit op hierdie kersboom om die land 'n wenk te gee
Daar is al lankal nie meer tyd nie so hou op om om te gee
Hey daar welkom terug ons het jou lank genoeg gemis
Was dit alleen daar?
Was daar kleur daar?
Of was dit swart en wit
Was dit, ongeskik
Was dit alleen daar?
Was daar kleur daar?
Hey daar welkom terug ons het jou lank genoeg gemis
Was dit alleen daar?
Was daar kleur daar?
Of was dit swart en wit
Was dit, ongeskik
Was dit alleen daar?
Was daar kleur daar?

(translation)

Hey there welcome back we missed you long enough
Was it alone there?
Was there color there?
Or was it black and white
Was it, inappropriate
Was it alone there?
Was there color there?
Thank you Lord for picking up
Amal killed
I'm alone, it's midnight
And everyone is unfit
It's dark and thunder strikes
It's raining again tonight
I walked a little far
Looking for some power
At the deep end of the pool
Am I looking for some air
I'm trying to cross but there are holes in my bridge
I're losing a tiny little piece of my heart again
If I say goodbye time and time again
And snippets tie around smart
But there pain deep down there
Under all my skin
And there's wine for hiding and bags full of pills
So I sit back and still take a sip for the pain
Because where I wake up in the night air, the pain will soon disappear
It's dusk in my words and midnight in my verse
I dance with ghosts around the flickers of a candle
In a mud pond full of nonsense a boy sits and creates more porridge
Sunsets that are worth something take a while to hike
There are arrows in my bow and many feathers in my hat
But the sails of my soul ship
Was bled by guns
There is dust on the horizon and stones in the road
But if I stop and look for water
Might it walk past me
Hey there welcome back we missed you long enough
Was it alone there?
Was there color there?
Or was it black and white
Was it, inappropriate
Was it alone there?
Was there color there?
I am apparently already saved by drops on my head
But my hands feel bound and I struggle to stop
The coals on my feet are already burning my time
And the birds at my window have long since stopped whistling
My clothes are in bundles and there is no one who wants to iron
And the devil on my dirt road with her blond thorny wig
Her fingernails are sharp and blood red nicely painted
And her hands that look like snakes have long since grabbed me
The girl with the stains and stories about old grief
Made me crawl away and threw me down with cuts in my heart
I was wrong I know white lies are not right
But I kept happening no more washing place
We learn to grow up so we just try our best
And in the ashtrays of wrong choices we learn our lesson
There is pain in every blink of an eye and stories in every crease
There are always demons in every blanket I crochet
Thoughts still disappear with each pull of a stick
Always explain further if someone wants to come and knock
Coffee is brewing on the front porch of the past
In the aprons of aunties there are Wilson toffees just for you
But turn they will turn and before long you are old too
What you sow you will reap and the darkness is cold
I'm sitting on this Christmas tree to give the country a hint
There has been no time for a long time so stop caring
Hey there welcome back we missed you long enough
Was it alone there?
Was there color there?
Or was it black and white
Was it, inappropriate
Was it alone there?
Was there color there?
Hey there welcome back we missed you long enough
Was it alone there?
Was there color there?
Or was it black and white
Was it, inappropriate
Was it alone there?
Was there color there?