Ons het ons tasse gelaai
En by die petrolpomp gedraai
Ons sing saam in ‘n koor
Met die liedjies van die radio
Die kilo’s vlieg verby
Na waar my ouma-hulle bly
Oor die berg en die vlaktes
Verby blomme en die kaktus
Met vakansie by my ouma
Wat kan ek tog meer vra
Miskien ‘n vakansie by die see
Maar dan moet met ons mee
Maar die ure gaan verby
Teen die slap moet ek nou stry
My oë wil nie meer oopbly
Ek bly verder, verder weggly
Wanneer my oë weer oopgaan
En my weg van droomland baan
En voel ek haar arms om my
Weet ek sy is lief vir my
L.C.J. Engelbrecht
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