Miss Otis Regrets (She's Unable to Lunch Today) - Jean Sablon

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 not being able to dine

Mrs. Miss Otis regrets not being able to come to dinner

But yesterday in the woods she went

In the alley of lovers got lost

Madam, Miss Otis regrets not being able to come to dinner

When she realized that her beautiful love was over

Madam, she ran to the man who had

Outrageously betrayed

Of her mottled velvet dress

Pulled out a browning she killed it without hesitation

Mrs. Miss Otis regrets not being able to come to dinner

The mob came broke through the prison and seized it

Madame dragged her to the old lime tree

Where they hanged her!

But just before passing away

She lifted her pretty head to whisper

Madam, Miss Otis regrets not being able to come to dinner