Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Thamele, artist - Johnny Clegg. Album song Live At The Nelson Mandela Theatre, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 04.12.2008
Record label: Stêr Musiek, Sting
Song language: English
Thamele |
Thamela 'mbulu thamela! |
Warm yourself in the sun, water lizard or monitor (legavaan)! |
Ziyaphuza izinsizwa, uxamu lothela ilanga |
The warriors drink their beer. |
while the water monitor enjoys warming itself in |
the sun |
Ziyaphuz' 'insizwa |
The warriors are drinking |
Die son trek water, soos ek en my bier |
The sun draws the water, like me and my beer |
Ziyaphuz' 'insizwa |
The warriors are drinking |
Maar die osean is nie bang vir die son se vuur |
But the ocean is not afraid of the sun’s fire |
Ziyaphuz' 'insizwa |
The warriors are drinking |
Ek dink aan jou want jy is nie hier nie |
I’m thinking of you because you are not here |
Ziyaphuz' 'insizwa |
The warriors are drinking |
En my bottle is leeg, en my hart is seer |
And my bottle is empty, and my heart is sore |
Ziyaphuz' 'insizwa |
The warriors are drinking |
Die pad na jou hart, is sonder a brug |
The road to your heart is without a bridge |
Ziyaphuz' 'insizwa |
The warriors are drinking |
En die myle na jou deur, is my bitter plig |
And the miles to your door, have become my relentless destiny |
Ziyaphuz' 'insizwa |
The warriors are drinking |
Sigukile egoli madoda! |
We have grown old in johannesburg, men! |
Njengegolovane, ngendaba zemali, ngendaba zemali |
Like a rusty mine cocopan, we did this because we needed money |
Guka! |
guka wena. |
uzoguka othandayo |
Grow old! |
grow old!.. only someone who gives up will grow old! |
Binne in my, ek dra jou binne in my, vir ewig |
Inside me, I carry you inside me, forever |
My bloed is koud, en ek word oud, soos tai kalahari hout |
My blood is cold, and I grow old, like tough-hard kalahari wood |
Maar herrineringe aan jou stook die kole in my hart |
But memories of you stoke the coals in my hart |
Diep in my .jy's diep in my. |
Deep inside me, you are deep inside me |
Die afstand tussen ons is so krom en skeef |
The distance between us, is bent and crooked |
Selfs die bottle sal my nie gou laat vergeet |
Even this bottle does’nt help me to forget quickly |
Daars n' sagte klank in die nag se lug |
There is a gentle sound on the evening air |
As jy slaap in die donker en in jou drome vlug |
As you sleep in the darkness and flee into your dreams |
My bottle is gebreek en my hart is seer |
My bottle is broken and my heart is sore |
Jy’s so ver van my af, en die toekoms is leeg |
You are so far from me and the future is empty |
Sigukile egoli madoda! |
We have grown old in johannesburg, men! |
Njengegolovane, ngendaba zemali, ngendaba zemali |
Like a rusty mine cocopan, we did this because we needed money |