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Windroos

Hang die wit seile uit geliefde
vandag nie 'n dag later nie
en op die daad gaan ons
huis toe

verf die boothuis blou
versigtig versigtig
bring die vaatjies vars water aan boord
'n palmboom om die kuste af te rond
lemoene my pype die blomme die brood
en smeer pik tussen die dekplanke
want mens weet nooit

wat sê die kompas?
hang die wit seile uit geliefde...

spyker 'n landsduif teen die hoogste kruismas
kyk die wind staan bol
en lou reeds op die hand

o vandag nog in waarheid en op staande voet
vaar ons uit
huis toe:
kry nou net nog enige ou see

Uit: Lotus (deur Jan loem), 1970, Buren

Hang out the white sails, loved one
Today, and not a day later
And at once we go home

Paint the boathouse blue
Carefully, carefully
bring the vats of fresh water aboard
a palm tree to round off the shore
oranges, my pipes, flowers and bread
and smear pitch between the deck boards
because one never knows

What does the compass say?
Hang out the white sails loved one

Nail a country(land) bird to the highest cross pole
Watch the wind ball
And already tepid on the hand

Oh, still today in truth and on firm footing
We sail
Homewards
Just find any other old sea