Boerneef BOOGIE 100 - a sliver Kambro - a night can sometimes be so vicious and die a mortal then c

Boerneef BOOGIE 100 - a sliver Kambro - a night can sometimes be so vicious and die a mortal then chastises the obscene, life is now but so that every player gets his evenings once every leap year he put aside his neukery ** * move a curtain and so Honestly where njabbas and kombrokonfyt is ready ... In my left hand I hold two planks that click in my right wrapping empack me two that clicks with this fietel I plan germ sick button awkwardly level Seressekro you say it's boring to plankerig harvest the clicked on end button level vannie Kro hear you just look at the planks that click may be you have something to show the plan germ sick ... THEME ONE: childhood at Boplaas in the Sunday school at Boplaas hear six boys and the little boss respectful to Hilda after ten commandments which they heavily thinking later when they mow the calves and playing empack games now and then a little riding hide Jors for Sors aljimmers in his gysil no Anré Goren thought for me
(No other gods before me ...) My nation is not a nation but a nation I want to kill good talk then I say my old nation with words we know often no advice but nothings allamagtag do not speak it nothings hotjies nothings hairs how sweetly vrytjies couples button streets we struggle with names not believe in names under the sun why so many Japies, Bags, brothers, Braampies on this old planet, there is not yet a nation with diminutive work like my old nation makes friends with Krogoed if it looks fun learning stilkyk and quiet listening and quiet talk needrig and open your heart to the space and the silence enters let the colors and the votes coming in but are you man enough to make friends with Krogoed as it looks lol? Liki: SMALL PIEDEPLOOI Some eat kollewyntjies and other eating raisins party again eat nothing that is just as big people eat lamb kids get sieps and roast it is a fact it is not mine that is not your own life is not ferplie not it is a fact laugh and make noises as cry and make noises as the life and restarting trug first given as cruel taken mine has been stolen rather quietly laughing in your beard and cry where nobody empack can see it over on downs' t heart here on earth dees. Your piece of land is too small the world knew him not your piece of land is too poor the world know of him so be it then All the same it can still sometimes heart warming. He's the short-staple-cycle-hiker of the Kro he walked in circles in the Kro because Krokringstapper remain always associated in the Kro theres space in the circles in the Kro theres silence in circles in the Kro why he walked in circles in the Kro because he loves the space in the Kro because he loves the silence in the circle Kro why he walked empack in silence in the room in the Kro. THEME TWO: DROUGHT AND RAIN The pen is empty thorns white dam is empty skaapbos empack the white folding hands as you pray the field is blank white skeletons * When did it last rained? - Do not know, at long last * How are you still out here? - No human or animal like this is out here with one farmer skeletons deteriorating rapidly ... Old Damon runs his lammertroppie to lammerooi moflam my thing so why moedie wind triestag singing he played droewag button calabash where is the rain that the grass is old Damon know a moflam as a child moflam my thing lammerooi me last year was the Kro so beautiful so why moedie wind triestag sing so treurag cry innie brown calabash but hey maybe moflam my lamb he brings the rain and abundant grass ... As the drizzle moth as he is mot then my heart sad thinking away from you walked away from you with your heart sad with the field as dry as he dried the ground empack as hard as he is the hard bitter drizzle void the future very sad The rain pocket with Choir Steenberg think vyeveld and kreehoutboom the rain faded to Choir Steenberg rain pour down in Choir Steenberg the rain faded the rain pour down this year mofskaap again bulb and bokwa crack vannie swgwr cargo Wool Harvesting in the rust was not suffering from the neighbor bearable singing a grateful loffiedig your poultry lay Hoet cousin said duwweldore miraculously empack one should your blessings counting more deadfall were all here as well singing a grateful loffiedig ... Liki: DILEMMA! Wies typed wiesit lost world is full of life moeilikgeid slat and my blue fur and Ammal make my dog hoevil tall trees stand between here and Rome and why the trees are high? My luck has dried up life slat my blue and fur and Ammal make my dog's Sadragaand and very late ... THEME THREE: LOVE his T love you sys fine his T love you now search and search for words of thanks you play Meddie language you juggling Meddie it remains sound but ouch ouch bra thank you for writing dark and deep seslaagtaal no creature on earth has something to