2019.01.06.
Swill Town
Versions: #2[The poor]:
Why should we care?
That the fine lord has been murdered
Why should we care?
We know we'll get another
Why should we care?
That one of the noble has fallen
Why should we care?
Forget them and the posh city
Swill Town smells like a dunghill
Be welcome here, walk right on in!
Animals or people - the manure’s the same!
If you're afraid of some stench, get out of here now!
If it frightens you when we follow your every step,
Keep to yourself!
Swill Town is a place where everyone harms everyone
Where you can never hide, never get peace
But even in the dark among enemies and hunger
We have unwritten laws that are always followed...
Why should we care?
That one of the noble has fallen
Why should we care?
Forget them and the posh city
When we go to 'posh Dunark'
We feel the cold and contempt
All those with money kick at us
And now they're fighting for the glory and power
But the people you meet around here,
Will win nothing
Swill Town is a place that'll never be anything but dirt
And when the rich man fights, the poor man is quiet
Quiet when he's hungry and living on spite1
Who will win the power now? Why should we care?
Why should we care?
That the fine lord has been murdered
Why should we care?
We know we'll get another!
- 1. The original text actually has a double meaning here: 'på trods [af]' means 'in spite [of]' but living 'på' something can also mean that it's what you're sustaining yourself with/eating. Thus they are both sustaining themselves on spite and living in spite of what the rich in the city think of them.