Somewhere over the rainbow

Somewhere over the rainbow
Way up high
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Once in a lullaby ii ii iii
Somewhere over the rainbow
Blue birds fly
And the dreams that you dreamed of
Dreams really do come true ooh ooooh
Someday I'll wish upon a star
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me ee ee eeh
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney tops thats where you'll find me oh
Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly
And the dream that you dare to,why, oh why can't I? i iiii

Well I see trees of green and
Red roses too,
I'll watch them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world

Well I see skies of blue and I see clouds of white
And the brightness of day
I like the dark and I think to myself
What a wonderful world

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people passing by
I see friends shaking hands
Saying, "How do you do?"
They're really saying, I...I love you
I hear babies cry and I watch them grow,
They'll learn much more
Than we'll know
And I think to myself
What a wonderful world (w)oohoorld

Someday I'll wish upon a star,
Wake up where the clouds are far behind me
Where trouble melts like lemon drops
High above the chimney top that's where you'll find me
Oh, Somewhere over the rainbow way up high
And the dream that you dare to, why, oh why can't I? I hiii ?

Six Ribbons

If I were a minstrel I’d sing you six love songs,
To tell the whole world of the love that we share,
If I were a merchant I’d bring you six diamonds,
With six blood red roses for my love to wear,

But I am a simple man, a poor common farmer,
So take my six ribbons to tie back your hair,
Yellow and brown, blue as the sky,
Red as my blood, green as your eyes,

If I were a nobleman I’d bring you six carriages,
With six snow white horses to take you anywhere,
If I were the emperor I’d build you six palaces,
With six hundred servants for comforting fare,

But I am a simple man, a poor common farmer,
So take my six ribbons to tie back your hair,

If I were a minstrel I’d sing you six love songs,
To tell the whole world of the love that we share,
So be not afraid my love, you’re never alone love,
While you wear my ribbons tying back your hair,

Once I was a simple man, a poor common farmer,
I gave you six ribbons to tie back your hair,
Too-ra-lee, too-ra-lie, all I can share,
Is only six ribbons to tie back your hair,
Too-ra-lee, too-ra-lie, all I can share,
I gave you six ribbons to tie back your hair.

Bicycle sonder 'n slot

"Bicycle sonder 'n slot" is one of the most beautiful and sad Afrikaans love songs. It is written and sung by the Afrikaans singer, Koos Kombuis.

English visitors can visit his English blog here.


The title of the song means "Bicycle without a lock"

The narrator is talking to his high school sweetheart of many years ago, Karin.
He asks her if she still remembers how they bunked school; their nights with candles and cold drink in an old "kaia"- a hut . . . . .
He tells her how he used to bring her flowers and lent her his most precious possession - his bicycle without a lock . . .
how he used to visit her late at night after her parents have gone to bed, just to tell her that he loved her . . . ..
He reminds her how they climbed the hills and how they rode his bicycle on the hem of a dream . what if, when you are big, life is like swimming against the stream?
All their questions were like kites wavering on a tree . . .
In the last stanza he tells her that she must understand that the years, like wine, mature in barrels filled with friendship and sunshine . . . .


Painting by South-African painter John Kramer

Bicycle sonder 'n slot

Karin onthou jy ons kuiers met koeldrank
alleen in die kaia van jeugtyd se groen
onthou die dae van skool bank en kerse
die nagte met honde en goed om te doen

ek bring vir jou blomme
ek gee jou genot
ek leen jou my bicycle sonder 'n slot
ek weet dit is laat
en jou ma-hulle slaap
maar ek moes net vir jou sê
ek het jou lief soos die Kaap

saam het ons bulte geklim in die somer
en fietsgery al op die soom van 'n droom
wat is jy as jy groot is, is die lewe net stroomop?
al ons vrae het gewapper soos vlieërs aan 'n boom

Karin verstaan dat jare soos wyn
kan oud word in kanne vol vriendskap en son
weet jy dat net kinders liewe Jesus kan liefhê
maar dat kinders die wêreld al meer gaan verstom

The song "Bicycle sonder 'n slot"

The Ship Song

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history, baby
Every time you come around

Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you come around

We talk about it all night long
We define our moral ground
But when I crawl into your arms
Everything comes tumbling down

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history, baby
Every time you come around

Your face has fallen sad now
For you know the time is nigh
When I must remove your wings
And you, you must try to fly

Come sail your ships around me
And burn your bridges down
We make a little history, baby
Every time you come around

Come loose your dogs upon me
And let your hair hang down
You are a little mystery to me
Every time you come around