Ever since I’ve known him br I’ve also known her br I never saw the two apart br Never saw them without a fight br Two lovers, homeless and old br Begging together br From flat to flat br Down Alma Road, Rosebank br Under the subway, sleeping together br But their favorite spot: br The pavement’s grey br Beside my flat br Below my window br An Afrikaans woman br And an English man br He could be 60 br She could be younger br The way a man br Would love his woman br He loved her so br Any one could tell br No other beggar could speak to her br Without dust rising high! br But these past few days br He looks different br She’s not around br He occupies the spot alone br It’s too quiet br The days are slow br The nights longer br He sits on the stairs br Staring into thin air br Pensive, pensive, pensive… br As I pass him by br He recalls my face br He says, hello br Without raising his head...