{"id":293845,"created_at":"2023-06-04 14:49:49","updated_at":"2025-05-17 05:03:16","deleted_at":null,"published_at":"2023-06-04 14:49:49","original_id":null,"artist_id":143331,"title":"We were promised rainbows (but where are the pots?))","slug":"we-were-promised-rainbows-but-where-are-the-pots","status":"published","description":null,"album_id":null,"streets":1,"source_type":"s3","source":"file","lyrics":"Hier in ons land is ons verstand\r\nNogsteeds soos tyres aan die brand\r\nEn elke kant is so astrant\r\nMet ons groot koppe in die sand\r\nNou neem my hand, kom ons bou \u2018n band\r\nWant die skrif is lankal aan die wand\r\nOns fokken drome is verpand\r\nEn ons verdien \u2018n fokken refund!\r\n\r\n\u2019n Reflektiewe inspeksie\r\nVan die nare Regs infeksie\r\nAl daai drinkwater drolle\r\nDrone net aan soos Liewe Heksie\r\nHulle kort \u2018n intervensie\r\nEn verskeidenheid in infleksie\r\nVerbreed jou leksikon en horison\r\nBo eksie perfeksie\r\n\r\nMaak als radikaal en nuut\r\nWant, O grote fokken Griet\r\nDis net smart en verdriet\r\nWat al ons voorvaders ons bied\r\nMeeste bly steeds vasgeplak\r\nIn hul apartheid gebied\r\nMaar nie almal hoef te spat\r\nOor al die skote daar geskied\r\n\r\nEk weet dis laat en dis te min\r\nMaar dit is tog \u2018n begin\r\nVal oor my tong knope soos veters\r\nGee my tyd, ek sal verbeter\r\nDan bou ons iets konkreter\r\nEk weet die toekoms is onseker\r\nMaar saam is ons sterker\r\nDeel die land uit, elke meter\r\n\r\n*** CPT HOOK ***\r\n\r\nDis net nog \u2018n rendisie\r\nVan dieselfde kompetisie\r\nKapitaal en institusies\r\nSkep uitbuitende illusies\r\nOns kort \u2018n rewolusie\r\nRadikale nuwe visie\r\nSo wees versigtig vir tradisies\r\nEn bly krities van die miesies\r\n\r\nJy kan nou los Korporaal\r\nDis my plig en dis my keuse\r\nOogklappe af, ja, bring die gewete\r\nDit was ons skuld, so rek jou bek\r\nEk voel ek vrek! Is dit net ek?\r\nJy is nou groot, jy\u2019s nie \u2018n kind\r\nJy was verdwaal maar jy\u2019s gevind.\r\n\r\n\r\nMy drome is verpand\r\nNou het ek 30 silwer rande\r\nEk\u2019s \u2018n skaap met verstand\r\nEn \u2018n halssnoer weerwolftande\r\nDie geveg vir vryheid het vasgebrand\r\nIn al die fokken lande\r\nMaar soos die skrif aan die wand\r\nKrap ons dit los met le\u00eb hande\r\n\r\n\u2018n Reflektiewe inspeksie\r\nVan die menslike infeksie\r\nAl die drinkwater drolle\r\nDrone aan soos Liewe Heksie\r\nOns kort \u2018n intervensie\r\nKorrektiewe uitkyklensies\r\nGroei dramaties, Groei empaties\r\nBreek met sinlose konvensies\r\n\r\n*** CPT HOOK ***\r\n\r\nAsb gee my iets nuut\r\nVoor ek myself vernietig\r\nOns is almal siek en sat\r\nMaar daar is vlakke van verdrietig\r\nSelfs in hierdie hartseerland\r\nHet ons selfsug geen limiete\r\nSo naby soos atome\r\nSo ver soos satelliete\r\n\r\nEk weet dis laat en dis te min\r\nMaar dit is tyd om te begin\r\nVal oor my tong knoop soos veters\r\nGee my tyd, ek sal verbeter\r\nDan bou ons iets konkreter\r\nJa die toekoms is onseker\r\nMaar gelyk is ons sterker\r\nDeel die land uit, elke meter\r\n\r\nPolitici en institusies\r\nSkep uitbuitende illusies\r\nHul vervaardig kompetisies\r\nEn beheer so ons ambisies\r\nHulle skep interne rusies\r\nEn so vrek die rewolusies\r\nMaar selfs sonder vryheidswinde\r\nWaai daar altyd vryheidsbriesies.\r\n\r\nEk gan nou los Korporaal\r\nDis my plig en dis my keuse\r\nOogklappe af, ja, bring die gewete\r\nDis steeds ons skild, ek voel ek vrek\r\nEk rek my bek! Is dit net ek?\r\nEk is nou groot, ek\u2019s nie \u2018n kind\r\nEk was verdwaal maar ek\u2019s gevind.\r\n\r\nEk is gevind\r\nverdwaal maar gevind\r\nEk is gevind\r\nUiteindelik uitgevind\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nEnglish translation:\r\n\r\nThe sense\/wisdom\/cognition here in our country\r\nIs still on fire like tyres\r\nAnd every side is so impudent\r\nWith our big heads in the sand\r\nSo take my hand, let's build a bond\r\nBecause the writing has long been on the wall\r\nOur fucking dreams have been mortgaged\r\nAnd we deserve a fucking refund\r\n\r\nA reflective inspection\r\nOf the nasty Right infection\r\nAll those drinking-water turds* drol in die drinkwater is the afrikaans version of turd in the punchbowl\r\nDrone on like Liewe Heksie * Liewe Heksie (Beloved Little Witch) is an afrikaans children\u2019s character who speaks in monotone\r\nThey need an intervention\r\nAnd diversity in inflection\r\nBroaden your lexicon and horizon\r\nAbove pure perfection\r\n\r\nMake everything radical and new\r\nBecause Oh Great fucking Griet* afrikaans Great Scott. And Liewe Heksie\u2019s magical horse is also Griet\r\nIt's only sorrow and grief\r\nThat all our ancestors offer us\r\nMost still stay glued\/stuck* plak \u2013 glue or squat plakkerskamp \u2013 squatter camp\r\nIn their apartheid area\r\nBut not everyone has to bolt\/scramble\r\nBecause all the shots happen there \/ are fired there\r\n\r\nI know it\u2019s late and too little\r\nBut at least it\u2019s a start\r\nFall\/Trip over my tongue knots like laces\r\nGive me time, I will improve\r\nThen we\u2019ll build something more concrete\r\nI know the future is uncertain\r\nBut together we\u2019re stronger\r\nShare out the land, every meter\r\n\r\nHook\r\n\r\nIt\u2019s just another rendition\r\nOf the same competition\r\nCapital and institutions\r\nCreate exploitative illusions\r\nWe need a revolution\r\nRadical new vision\r\nSo be wary of traditions\r\nAnd stay critical of the missions \/ Madam* The (usually white) mistress of a household\r\nYou can let go Corporal* Hou my vas korporaal \u2013 Hold me tight corporal, anticonstription song https:\/\/samilhistory.com\/2017\/06\/30\/hou-my-vas-korporaal\/\r\nhttps:\/\/lyricstranslate.com\/en\/hou-my-vas-korporaal-hold-me-tight-corporal.html\r\nIt\u2019s my duty and my choice\r\nBlinkers off, yes, bring on the conscience\r\nIt was our fault, so open your mouth \/ speak up\r\nI feel I\u2019m dying! Is it only me?\r\nYou\u2019re big\/grown now, you\u2019re not a child\r\nYou were lost but now you\u2019re found\r\n\r\n\r\nMy dreams are mortgaged\r\nNou I have 30 silver rands\r\nI\u2019m a sheep with sense\r\nAnd a necklace of werewolf teeth\r\nThe fight for freedom got burnt stuck\r\nIn all the fucking countries\r\nBut like the writing on the wall\r\nWe scratch it loose with empty hands\r\n\r\nA reflective inspection\r\nOf the human infection\r\nAll the drinking water turds\r\nDrone on like Liewe Heksie\r\nWe need an intervention\r\nCorrective perspective\/lookout lenses\r\nGrow dramatically, grow empathically\r\nBreak with pointless conventions\r\n\r\nHook\r\n\r\nPlease give me something new\r\nBefore I destroy myself\r\nWe\u2019re all sick and tired\r\nBut there are levels of misery\r\nEven in this sad country* Hartseerland- Koos Kombuis\r\nOur selfishness has no limits\r\nAs close as atoms\r\nAs far as satellites\r\n\r\n\r\nI know it\u2019s late and too little\r\nBut it\u2019s time to begin\r\nFall\/Trip over my tongue knot like laces\r\nGive me time, I will improve\r\nThen we\u2019ll build something more concrete\r\nYes the future is uncertain\r\nBut equal we are stronger\r\nShare out the land, every meter\r\n\r\nPoliticians and institutions\r\nCreate exploitative illusions\r\nThey construct competitions\r\nAnd so control our ambitions\r\nThe create internal quarrels\r\nAnd so the revolutions die\r\nBut even without winds of freedom\r\nFreedom breezes always blow\r\n\r\nI\u2019m going to let go now, Corporal\r\nIt\u2019s my duty and my choice\r\nBlinkers off, yes, bring the conscience\r\nIt\u2019s still our shield\/fault, I feel like I\u2019m dying\r\nI speak up\/open my mouth! Is it only me?\r\nI am grown now, I\u2019m not a child\r\nI was lost, but now I\u2019m found x2\r\n\r\nI am found\r\nLost but found\r\nI am found\r\nFound out at last","download_count":61,"play_count":1,"restrict_download":0,"generated_thumbnail":null,"flag_count":0,"download_count_24":1,"download_count_24_at":"2025-05-17","reupload_sent":0,"thumb_path":"https:\/\/s3.eu-central-1.amazonaws.com\/sol-assets\/uploads\/public\/647\/c86\/151\/thumb_952753_300_300_0_0_crop.jpg","status_reason":"published","status_reason_alt":null,"tags":[]}