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[azal_gorriak]

well, i need to make a real entry at some point

i've been listening to this song all day, though:


Hi ha una casa allà a Nova Orleans
S’en diu "El sol naixent"
hi ha estat
de molts
xicots
la perdició.
Jo en sóc un cas vivent.

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been
the ruin
of many
a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

La mare era modista
tenía bones mans.
Mon pare era un jugador,
allà
a Nova
Orleans.

My mother was a seamstress
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down
in New
Orleans.

Maleta i bagul i no res més
li cal a un jugador,
i només se sent cofoi de tot
quan
li diuen
borratxo.

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when
he's roarin'
drunk.

Oh, mare, els fills avisa,
que no facin com jo he fet,
viure sempre en pecat i en el vici,
a la casa
del Sol
Naixent.

Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House
of the Rising
Sun.

Hi ha una casa allà a Nova Orleans
S’en diu "El sol naixent"
hi ha estat
de molts
xicots la perdició.
Jo en sóc un cas vivent.

Well, there’s a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been
the ruin
of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

and i cant get it out of my head.