There outside Kuruman
In the Kalahari Desert
Khoi and son
They stand together

They have all things in common
They like to hunt
But it’s only the trantraal that they want

Here comes the monkey
Here comes the bull
Here comes the tsotsi
And the baboon

Here comes the varrekie
The olifant
But it’s only the trantraal
That they want

It’s only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
That they want

Only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
That they want

There under the small tree
There’s a big trantraal
And Khoi and son
Like the food mahala

They take the bow and the arrow
And they aim very high
Otherwise the trantraal
Will say goodbye

And Khoi and son
They see a truck
They look at the trantraal
Hier kom kak

It’s the guys with the hailgun
They shoot for fun
It’s the bow and the arrow
Against the gun

It’s only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
That they want

Only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
That they want

And the trantraal runs
And he jumps real high
And the hailgun shoots
And the arrows fly

They wait for the trantraal
To fall from the sky
But the trantraal laughs
And he says goodbye

Now Khoi and son
They are both very sad
And the guys with the hailgun
They are also mad

But Khoi and son
They missed their lunch
And the guys with the hailgun
Have wors and buns

It’s only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
That they want

Only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
That they want

Now Khoi and son
They pray to God
Please send us the trantraal
Or the brood

And God replies
Khoi and son
I’m sending the trantraal
With wors and bun

It’s only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
That they want

Only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
That they want

Yeah it’s only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
That they want

Only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
Only the trantraal
That they want