Lied aan Kalomien
Lied 17/Song 17: Lied aan Kalomien. ("Song to Kalomien") Digter/Poet: Uys Krige.

English translation

As the night steals away like a thief, it still leaves its footprints in the valleys; When the fields become white, I will come to see you, my love.
As the wind moves through the grass - slender and slowly - I will come to see you.
It shall be as a grey winter morning - endless mourning in my memory.
The day breaks light and fresh, but you are lying there so cold and quiet - with a strange smile around your mouth: - Kalomien, I will come to you again.