Translation of the song Antibiotika artist Fokofpolisiekar
Antibiotika
Antibiotics
Dit was 'n gelukskoot.
It was a fluke.
Volksmoord vermy.
Genocide prevented.
Wie sê Afrikaans is dood?
Who says Afrikaans is dead?
Jammer meneer, ek het my les geleer.
Too bad, Sir, I learnt my lesson.
Die goddelose het geen heenkome.
The godless have no accommodation.
Ruik soos tienergees,
Smells like teen spirit,1
'n bleeksiel tussen die spoke.
a white soul between the ghosts.
Donker Afrika is net donker
Dark Africa is only dark
vir die met oogklappe aan,
for those who wear blinkers2,
Hy wat nie kan dink,
he who can’t think,
Wie se harsings hard en stowwerig is.
whose brains are hard and dusty.
Mik vir my hart!
Aim for my heart!
Dit pomp wildernis hier binnekant.
That’ll pump destruction into here.
Ek's net 'n toeris
I’m merely a tourist
in my geboorteland,
in the country of my birth,
'n gekwesde dier in 'n hok
a helpless animal in a cage,
op antibiotika.
taking antibiotics.
Dis die waarheid wat my geweld aandoen.
It’s the truth that does violence to me!
Ek leef in ongeloof.
I’m living in disbelief.
My leed is eindeloos.
My suffering is endless.
Wil jy stilstaan as ek voortgaan?
Will you stand still while I’m moving on?
Wil jy stilstaan as ek voortgaan?
Will you stand still while I’m moving on?
Hoe kan mens dink as jou hande altyd vasgebind is?
How can one think if one’s hands are always tied?
Mik vir my hart!
Aim for my heart!
Dit pomp wildernis hier binnekant.
That’ll pump destruction into here.
Ek's net 'n toeris
I’m merely a tourist
in my geboorteland,
in the country of my birth,
'n gekwesde dier in 'n hok
a helpless animal in a cage,
op antibiotika.
taking antibiotics.
Mik vir my hart!
Aim for my heart!
Dit pomp wildernis hier binnekant.
That’ll pump destruction into here.
Ek's net 'n toeris
I’m merely a tourist
in my geboorteland,
in the country of my birth,
'n gekwesde dier in 'n hok
a helpless animal in a cage,
op antibiotika.
taking antibiotics.