La casa del sol naixent

Lam Do Re Fa

Hi ha un casalot a Nova Orleans

Lam Do Mi

se'n diu del Sol Naixent

Lam Do Re Fa

i ha estat de molts xicots la perdició,

Lam Mi Lam

jo en sóc un cas vivent.

La mare era modista

tenia molt bones mans.

Mon pare era un jugador

allà a la Nova Orleans.

Maleta i beguda i no res més

li cal a un jugador;

només se sent cofoi de tot

quan li diuen borratxo.

Oh mare els fills avisa

que no facin com jo he fet;

viure sempre en el pecat i el vici,

en la casa del Sol Naixent.

Ara que tinc un peu a l'andana

i l'altre peu en el tren

Vaig de retorn a Nova Orleans

per portar grillons sempre més.

THE HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN (The animals)

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

My mother was a tailor

She sewed my new blue jeans

My father was a gambling man

Down in New Orleans

And the only things a gambler needs

Is a suitcase and a trunk

And the only time he's satisfied

Is when he's all a-drunk

I've got one foot on the platform

The other foot on the train

I'm going back to New Orleans

To wear the ball and chain

So mothers, tell your children

Not to do what I have done

Spend your life in sin and misery

In the house of the Rising Sun

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