Chris van der Westhuizen

My gedagte is ’n dwarrelwind,
dit maak oralste ’n draai.
Dit is nou al so vol van stof,
vol van kommer oorbelaai.

My gedagtes is ’n dwarrelwind,
’n stofwolk van ver gewaar.
Ek is op pad na jou, my lief,
om van spanning te ontlaai.

My gedagtes is ’n dwarrelwind -
net jy sal my kan skoon.
Want vol water is jy, vol van raad.
Jy sit my in die regte note-toon.

                              Chris M. v/d Westhuizen '1997 (4de Jaar)

Swirl, Swirl My Thoughts...

My thoughts are like a swirling wind,
Spinning circles through the air.
Now thick with dust and heavy weight,
Burdened deep with doubt and care.

My thoughts are like a swirling wind,
A cloud of dust from far away.
I’m on my way to you, my love,
To let this stress all drift away.

My thoughts are like a swirling wind,
Only you can make them clear.
You're full of wisdom, full of peace - 
You bring my chaos into gear.

                              Chris M. v/d Westhuizen '1997 (4th Year - Translated from Afriaans)