Текст и перевод песни Jean Sablon - Miss Otis Regrets

Miss Otis Regrets

Miss Otis regrets de ne pouvoir dîner
Madame Miss Otis regrets de ne pouvoir venir dîner
Mais hier au bois elle est allée
Dans l'allée des amoureux s'est égarée
Madame, Miss Otis regrets de ne pouvoir venir dîner

Quand elle comprit que son bel amour était fini
Madame, elle courut vers l'homme qui l'avait
Indignement trahi
De sa robe en velours chiné
Sortit un browning elle l' tua sans hésiter
Madame Miss Otis regrets de ne pouvoir venir dîner

La foule vînt força la prison et la saisit
Madame la traîna jusqu'au vieux tilleul
Où on la pendit!
Mais juste avant de trépasser
Elle leva sa jolie tête pour murmurer
Madame, Miss Otis regrets de ne pouvoir venir dîner

Miss Otis Regrets

Miss Otis regrets that she cannot dine
Madame, Miss Otis regrets she cannot come to dine
But she went to the woods yesterday
And got lost in Lover's Lane
Madame, Miss Otis regrets that she cannot come to dine

When she realized that her love was gone
Madame, she ran to the man who
Had betrayed her so
From her dress of watered silk
She pulled a gun and shot him dead without a second thought
Madame, Miss Otis regrets that she cannot come to dine

A mob came, broke down the prison door and seized her
Madame, they dragged her to the old oak tree
Where they hanged her!
But just before she died
She raised her pretty head to whisper
Madame, Miss Otis regrets that she cannot come to dine