Among bushes and trees Between borders we all wait for tomorrow But at eighteen we were all just starting to live How were we to know? By whose measure will our lives be weighed at the end? God only knows the fear that we felt At eighteen we all just wanted to live and be alive In a flash it could all come to an end
Are you calling me? Calling me back to the Cutline, my friend? How much the world has changed since then We were young and never knew that tomorrow would bring Are you searching for me? Searching for me in the dust and your blood? You said you heard God call out your name And then you were gone
After so many years Our thoughts and deeds are still with us Only soldiers live with the damage caused by borders How we can understand? Even though the bush has covered our tracks In those dark bushes we became brothers in arms And in those dark bushes we prayed together for tomorrow In a flash it would all come to an end
Are you calling me? Calling me back to the Cutline, my friend? How much the world has changed since then We were young and never knew that tomorrow would bring
Where are you know? Will we remember your name when we stand at the wall? You’ve never been honoured and no-one will know your part of the story and how it helped our nation to grow And at that wall I will stand for hours But where is your name now, my friend? Don’t they understand? Young soldiers sacrificed their lives and now have to carry the blame
Are you calling me? Calling me back to the Cutline, my friend? How much the world has changed since then We were young and never knew that tomorrow would bring
Where are you know? Will we remember your name when we stand at the wall? You’ve never been honoured and no-one will know Your part of the story and how it helped our nation to grow And at that wall I will stand for hours And at that wall I will stand for hours -------------- Tusse bosse en bome Tussen grense wag ons almal vir more Maar op agtien was ons almal verlore Hoe kan ons verstaan
En we weeg nou ons lewe Want net God alleen wet waaroor ons bewe Want op agtien wou ons almal net lewe Net een slag toe was jou lewe verby
Roep jy na my Roep jy my terug na die Kaplyn my vriend Deur die jare het die wereld gedraai Toe ons jonk was hoe sou ons dit kon raai
Soek jy na my Soek jy my nou in die stof en jou bloed Ju't gese jy hoor hoe God na jou roep Toe's dit als verby
Na al hierdie jare Ver verlor druf ons rond in ons dade Net soldate leef grense se skaade Hoe kan ons verstaan
Want daai bos vreet ons spore In die donker bos was broeders gebore In die donker saam gebid vir n more Maar met net een slag was jou lewe verby
Roep jy na my Roep jy my terug na die Kaplyn my vriend Deur die jare het die wereld gedraai Toe ons jonk was hoe sou ons dit kon raai
Waar is jy nou Is jou naam dan op ons mure behou Jy was nooit vereer en niemand gaan nou Oor jou lewe skryf en wat jy nog wou...
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Roep jy na my Roep jy my terug na die Kaplyn my vriend Deur die jare het die wereld gedraai Toe ons jonk was hoe sou ons dit kon raai
Waar is jy nou Is jou naam op ons mure behou Jy was nooit bereer enniemand gaan nou Oor jou lewe skryf en wat jou nog wou