Текст и перевод песни Roger Mas feat. Núria Graham - Jordi

Jordi

Mentre caminava en la boira d'hivern
De bon matí als camps d'ordi
Vaig sentir d'una dona el lament
Es planyia pel seu Jordi

Penjaran en Jordi amb una corda d'or
Que a pocs és reservada
Caçà sis cérvols al bosc del rei
I els vengué per la contrada

Per valls i muntanyes, sense repòs
Cavalca nit i dia
Per arribar a temps a la cort
A implorar per la seva vida

En Jordi no ha robat mai, ni tan sols per mi
Un fruit o una flor rara
Caçà sis cérvols al bosc del rei
I els vengué per la contrada

Salveu els seus llavis, salveu el seu somriure
No té vint anys encara
És innocent com el cant d'un ocell
Una matinada clara

El jutge li digué: Bona dona, em sap greu
No hi haurà pas clemència
I ara marxeu, res no hi podeu fer
La llei ha dictat sentència

I així penjaran Jordi amb una corda d'or
Que a pocs és reservada
Caçà sis cérvols al bosc del rei
I els vengué per la contrada

George

As I walked in the winter fog
Early one morning in the barley fields
I heard a woman's lament
She was mourning for her George

They'll hang George with a golden cord
That is reserved for few
He hunted six deer in the king's woods
And he sold them all around the country

Through valleys and mountains, without rest
He rides night and day
To get to court on time
To beg for his life

George has never stolen, not even for me
A fruit or a rare flower
He hunted six deer in the king's woods
And he sold them all around the country

Save his lips, save his smile
He's not even twenty yet
He's as innocent as a bird's song
On a clear morning

The judge said to her: Good woman, I'm sorry
There will be no mercy
And now go away, there's nothing you can do
The law has passed sentence

And so they'll hang George with a golden cord
That is reserved for few
He hunted six deer in the king's woods
And he sold them all around the country