Matchbox Full of Diamonds Songtext
von David Kramer

O ja, vanaand stap ek alleen
Op die pad na lekka sing
Want daars ′n wet wat jou kan mal maak
En n wind wat die reen kan bring

I'm a carrying a cardboard suitcase
And a plastic christmas tree
I bought a tin of Cape peaches
And a jacket that fits me

Oh, oh, oh,
Matchbox full of diamonds
Pocket full of rain
I′m as happy as a hotel in the springtime
When the flowers bloom again

Miskien vir jou is die plek lelik
Maar vir my is die plek mooi
Maar hoekom sal ons nou hier bly
Want die Here het ons hier gegooi


I've got a son, we call him Blondie
God made him differently
Married a lady there in Springbok
And he never comes to visit me

Oh, oh, oh,
Matchbox full of diamonds
Pocket full of rain
I'm as happy as a hotel in the springtime
When the flowers bloom again

Well I′m walking with your lekker sing
And I′m following the telephone poles
Ja, its dark under Gods blanket
But the sun shines through the holes

O ja, vanaand stap ek alleen
Op die pad na lekka sing
Want daars 'n wet wat jou kan mal maak
En n wind wat die reen kan bring

For hours I′ve been walkin
Under a sky that never cries
But a matchbox in my pocket
A paints a rainbow in my eyes


Oh, oh, oh,
Matchbox full of diamonds
Pocket full of rain
I'm as happy as a hotel in the springtime
When the flowers bloom again

Oh, oh, oh,
Matchbox full of diamonds
Pocket full of rain
I′m as happy as a hotel in the springtime
When the flowers bloom again