Piet Botha — Goeienag Generaal song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Goeienag Generaal" by Piet Botha.
Lyrics
Ja, dit was die oorlog vir die nuwe dag
Vir die kerkraad, swanger meisie wat wag
In die reën, al die kinders wat die dominee seën
Al die jong laaities nou net uit die skool
Welkom, welkom
Dit was vir die ryk man op Waterkloofstraat
Blink gebou, almal werk, maar niemand mag praat
Was vir die weduwees en die armes van gees
En almal in uniform, en die kapelaan lees
Maar Whitey, jou oë op daar dag
Was blou net soos die lug
Toe ons weer so kyk
Het 'n AK jou fucked-up geskiet
Goeienag Generaal
Hulle was die oorlog vir die nuwe dag
Vir Harry Oppenheimer en al sy maats
Vir Rembrandt van Rijn en Alfred Dunhill
En die OK Bazaars
En die hele bloody spul by die SAUK
Julle was die oorlog vir die CIA
Generaal ry rond in sy blink swart kar
Speel skaak met die kinders van ons land
En agter hom is die wêreld nou erg aan die brand
Maar Whitey, jou oë op daar dag
Was blou net soos die lug
Toe ons weer so kyk
Het 'n AK jou fucked-up geskiet
Goeienag Generaal
Maar Whitey, jou oë op daar dag
Was blou net soos die lug
Toe ons weer so kyk
Het 'n AK jou fucked-up geskiet
Goeienag Generaal, slaap lekker
Lyrics translation
Yes, it was the war for the new day
For the consistory, pregnant girl waiting
In the rain, all the children that the reverend blessing
All the young laaities just now from school
Welcome, welcome
It was for the rich man on Waterkloofstraat
Shiny building, all work, but no one may talk
Was for the widows and the poor of spirit
And everyone in uniform, and the chaplain read
But Whitey, your eyes on there day
Was blue just like the sky
When we again look
Have a AK your fucked-up shot
Goodnight General
They were the war for the new day
For Harry Oppenheimer and all his mates
For Rembrandt van Rijn and Alfred Dunhill
And the OK Bazaars
And the whole bloody bunch at the SABC
You were the war for the CIA
General riding around in his shiny black car
Play chess with the children of our country
And behind him is the world now badly on fire
But Whitey, your eyes on there day
Was blue just like the sky
When we again look
Have a AK your fucked-up shot
Goodnight General
But Whitey, your eyes on there day
Was blue just like the sky
When we again look
Have a AK your fucked-up shot
Goodnight General, sleep nice