Pick up my love in Stellenbosch
She wears her hair with the wind, short and loose
Tell her I’ve been waiting a long time
I stood up
And nothing was in my heart
Besides her white dress, that church bell
And all our friends together
My father and they visit together
Under old, danced candles
In all the smoke of wars I heard it
Something like “hello”
Or “I have always loved you”
With this life
And maybe the following
With this life
Drop my weapons at Stellenbosch
Give her to me
My old silver ring
Tell her I fought hard
Stood for what is right
But nothing was deeper
If the water in her eyes
I could believe in beautiful
And stay up all night
The lights look like you
In our old, danced candles
In all the smoke of wars I heard it
Something like “hello”
Or “I always loved you”
With this life
And maybe the following
With this life