Personally I don't think Lavinia is a witch
Even though all the others around here do
She often plays the lead in scary stories
In this small town in the Karoo
She has seven cats and pitch black boots
Telescope on the balcony and a raven on the roof
What does Lavinia read in the stars
What does she say to moon
Does she see patterns in clouds up high
That seem to pass all of us by?
Around here we cook everything until its grey
But Lavinia's kitchen with spices makes cooking look like play
With bottles of quince and peaches and figs
And paper bags with pepper and rosemary twigs
What does Lavinia read in the stars
What does she say to moon
Does she see patterns in clouds up high
That seem to pass all of us by?
She invited me in, one winter afternoon
Stirred a pot of tea with a wooden spoon
Talked about Cape Town, long ago
Her life there and how she'd come to know
Writers and actors and dancers and painters
And a very close friend, she was so special
But before she could even finish her story
I heard my father knock on the door
What are you doing, in this Karoo Town
Lavinia, where nothing ever happens
Do you see patterns in the clouds up high
That seem to pass all of us by?
Andries Bezuidenhout - Witch from the Karoo (English Version) Lyrics
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Personally I don't think Lavinia is a witch
Even though all the others around here do
She often plays the lead in scary stories
In this small town in the Karoo
She has seven cats and pitch black boots
Telescope on the balcony and a raven on the roof
What does Lavinia read in the stars
What does she say to moon
Does she see patterns in clouds up high
That seem to pass all of us by?
Around here we cook everything until its grey
But Lavinia's kitchen with spices makes cooking look like play
With bottles of quince and peaches and figs
And paper bags with pepper and rosemary twigs
What does Lavinia read in the stars
What does she say to moon
Does she see patterns in clouds up high
That seem to pass all of us by?
She invited me in, one winter afternoon
Stirred a pot of tea with a wooden spoon
Talked about Cape Town, long ago
Her life there and how she'd come to know
Writers and actors and dancers and painters
And a very close friend, she was so special
But before she could even finish her story
I heard my father knock on the door
What are you doing, in this Karoo Town
Lavinia, where nothing ever happens
Do you see patterns in the clouds up high
That seem to pass all of us by?
Even though all the others around here do
She often plays the lead in scary stories
In this small town in the Karoo
She has seven cats and pitch black boots
Telescope on the balcony and a raven on the roof
What does Lavinia read in the stars
What does she say to moon
Does she see patterns in clouds up high
That seem to pass all of us by?
Around here we cook everything until its grey
But Lavinia's kitchen with spices makes cooking look like play
With bottles of quince and peaches and figs
And paper bags with pepper and rosemary twigs
What does Lavinia read in the stars
What does she say to moon
Does she see patterns in clouds up high
That seem to pass all of us by?
She invited me in, one winter afternoon
Stirred a pot of tea with a wooden spoon
Talked about Cape Town, long ago
Her life there and how she'd come to know
Writers and actors and dancers and painters
And a very close friend, she was so special
But before she could even finish her story
I heard my father knock on the door
What are you doing, in this Karoo Town
Lavinia, where nothing ever happens
Do you see patterns in the clouds up high
That seem to pass all of us by?
Writer: Andries Bezuidenhout
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