Dis Al

Dis die blond,

dis die blou:

dis die veld,

dis die lug;

en 'n voël draai bowe in eensame vlug -

dis al

Dis 'n balling gekom

oor die oseaan,

dis 'n graf in die gras,

dis 'n vallende traan -

dis al

There's the blonde, there's the blue: the veldt, the sky; and a bird wheeling over in lonely flight - that's all
There's an exile returned from over the ocean, there's a grave in the grass, there's a falling tear - that's all.
700th post tribbing Jan F.E. Celliers (1865-1940). That is all.