A story of mixed emoticons | Rives

This means, "I'm smiling."

Hierdie beteken ek glimlag.

So does that.

Hierdie ook.

This means "mouse."

Hierdie beteken muis.

"Cat."

Kat.

Here we have a story.

Hier het ons ’n storie.

The start of the story, where this means guy,

Die begin van die storie, met hierdie: ’n man,

and that is a ponytail on a passer-by.

en dit: ’n poniestert op iemand wat verby loop.

Here's where it happens.

Hier is waar dit gebeur,

These are when.

en die: wanneer.

This is a cassette tape the girl puts into her cassette-tape player.

Dié: ’n kasset, wat die dame in haar kassetspeler sit.

She wears it every day.

Sy dra dit elke dag.

It's not considered vintage --

Dis nou nie juis vintage nie --

she just likes certain music to sound a certain way.

sy hou van sekere musiek met ’n sekere klank.

Look at her posture; it's remarkable.

Kyk na haar postuur, dis merkwaardig.

That's because she dances.

Dis omdat sy dans.

Now he, the guy, takes all of this in, figuring,

Hy, neem alles in, en dink:

"Honestly, geez, what are my chances?"

"Sjoe, rêrig, wat is my kans?"

(Laughter)

And he could say, "Oh my God!"

(Gelag)

En hy kan sê: "O, my genade!"

or "I heart you!"

of "Ek lief jou!"

"I'm laughing out loud."

"Ek lag ongeskik luid."

"I want to give you a hug."

"Ek wil jou 'n drukkie gee."

But he comes up with that, you know.

Hy kom egter op met, jy weet.

He tells her, "I'd like to hand-paint your portrait on a coffee mug."

Hy sê vir haar: "Ek wil jou portret op ’n koffeebeker verf..."

(Laughter)

(Gelag)

Put a crab inside it.

’n Krap binne-in sit...

Add some water.

Water byvoeg ...

Seven different salts.

Sewe soorte sout.

He means he's got this sudden notion to stand on dry land,

Hy bedoel hy't skielik die behoefte om op droë land te staan,

but just panhandle at the ocean.

maar steeds te bedel by die see.

He says, "You look like a mermaid, but you walk like a waltz."

Hy sê: "Jy lyk soos ’n meermin maar stap soos ’n wals."

And the girl goes, "Wha'?"

En sy sê: "Wat?"

So, the guy replies, "Yeah, I know, I know.

So hy antwoord: "Ja, ek weet, ek weet.

I think my heartbeat might be the Morse code for inappropriate.

Ek dink my hartklop mag Morsekode wees vir 'onvanpas'.

At least, that's how it seems.

Dis ten minste hoe dit lyk.

I'm like a junior varsity cheerleader sometimes --

Soms is ek soos ’n rasieleier op skool --

for swearing, awkward silences, and very simple rhyme schemes.

vir vloek, ongemaklike stiltes en eenvoudige paarrym.

Right now, talking to you, I'm not even really a guy.

Nou, terwyl ek met jou praat, is ek nie ’n ou nie maar 'n sot.

I'm a monkey --

Ek's ’n apie --

(Laughter) --

(Gelag) --

blowing kisses

wat soene blaas

at a butterfly.

vir ’n skoenlapper.

But I'm still suggesting you and I should meet.

Ek stel steeds voor dat ons ontmoet.

First, soon, and then a lot.

Eers, gou en dan sommer baie.

I'm thinking the southwest corner of 5th and 42nd at noon tomorrow,

Ek dink die suid-westelike hoek van 5de en 42ste twaalfuur môre,

but I'll stay until you show up, ponytail or not.

maar ek sal wag tot jy opdaag, poniestert of te not ...

Hell, ponytail alone.

Gits, poniestert alleen.

I don't know what else to tell you.

Ek weet nie wat nog om vir jou te sê nie.

I got a pencil you can borrow.

Jy kan my potlood leen.

You can put it in your phone."

Jy kan dit op jou foon spaar."

But the girl does not budge, does not smile, does not frown.

Maar die meisie reageer nie, sy glimlag of frons nie.

She just says, "No thank you."

Sy sê net: "Nee dankie."

You know?

Jy weet?

[ "i don't need 2 write it down." ]

[ "ek hoef dit nie neer te skryf nie!" ]

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