De la Rey song (in English)
On a mountain in the night
We lie in the dark and wait
In the mud and the blood
As rain and grain bag cling to me
And my house and my farm were
Burnt to the ground so they could capture us
But those flames and those fires now
Burn deep, deep within me.
De la Rey, De la Rey can you come and lead the Boers?
De la Rey, De la Rey
we will fall around you as one
General De la Rey.
The Khakis that laugh
A handful of us against a massive force
With our backs to the cliffs of the mountains
They think it's over for us
But the heart of a farmer is deeper
And wider, they will come to see
On a horse he comes, the Lion of West Transvaal.
Because my wife and my child are in a camp dying,
And the Khakis are walking over a nation that will rise again.