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Translation mash-up: "Dust Bowl" » English to Afrikaans

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Source text in English

I'm gonna make my own way,
I'm gonna head downtown,
Walk around, settle down,
Find me a proper drink.
Don't need a helmet
To get me through life,
I walk across the water,
Blame it on foolish pride.

Lifting me up,
Tearing me down,
All you give me is indecision
the classic run-around.
Bringing me higher,
Keeping me whole,
Now I feel like I'm living
Living in a Dust Bowl.

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Entries (3 total; 3 finalists) — Expand all entries

Ek skop my eie pad oop,
Die pad onnerdorp toe,
Kuier hier, kuier daar,
Kry 'n lekker ou dop.
Soek nie 'n helmet
Om deur'ie lewe te kom,
Ekke loop oor die water,
Ek's windgat, ja, ek is.

Jy skop my op,
Jy trek my af,
Jy kan nie besluit
Hol draaie om my rond.
Skop my nog hoër,
Hou my aanmekaar,
Ek's dronk in die kop
Soos jy stof opskop.
Entry #24539 — Variant: Not specified
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Ek gaan my eie pad maak,
Ek gaan dorpsgbied to gaan,
Rond loop, rustig raak,
My 'n behoorlike drankie vind.
Nie 'n staal dak nodig
Om my deur die lewe te kry,
Ek loop oor die water,
Blammeer dit op eenvoudige trots.

Lig my op,
Breek my af,
Al wat jy my gee is onbeslotenheid
die klasieke rondomtalie.
Bring my hoer,
Behou my heel,
Nou voel ek asof ek leef,
Lewe in 'n Stof Bak.
Entry #24584 — Variant: Not specified
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Ek wandel op my eie pad
sommer na onder, na die middestad.
Stap 'n bietjie rond, sit dan bietjie weer.
Kry 'n stywe dop wat skop.
'n Helm wat my kop beskerm,
het ek nie nodig vir die lewe.
Ek loop maar oor die water,
Blameer my stomme trots.

Verhoog my,
Verneder my
Besluiteloosheid is al wat ek van jou kry;
Die ou, ou rond en bont;
Neem my na die hoogtes,
Laat my heel bly
Ek voel nou of ek lewe,
'n Lewe in 'n 'Dust Bowl' lei.
Entry #24608 — Variant: Not specified
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  • 1 user disagreed with "likes" (1 total disagree)
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Kry 'n stywe dop wat skop.
Good term selection
Wens ek he​t hierdie ​reël in my​ne gehad!
Die ou, ou rond en bont
Flows well
Mooi idiom​atiese ver​taling.
Ek voel nou of ek lewe,
Other
Mooi alter​antiewe ke​use van wo​orde in ve​rtaling, m​aar "Ek vo​el nou aso​f ek leef"​ sou beter​ vlooi.