Repenti, de Renan Luce

Here is a quick translation of the song Repenti. My english is not great, but I hope you will understand.



Repentant

Spaghetti and tomato sauce
In Dijon's northern suburbs
I 've made my choice and went for the diplomatic deal
To avoid serving prison time.

I've been hiding out for twenty years
And I never thought I would live that old
The FBI is doing a good job:
Protecting a witness.

Repentant...
I 've betrayed

I might as well have been breaking rocks
In a Texan penitentiary
But instead, I'm getting blind-drunk with beer
In a pub quite not so smart

Every evening, my glass gets filled
And people laugh, and people sully my name
When I tell my glass skycrapers' story
My life in Little Italy

Repentant...
I 've betrayed

Mafioso through and through
I've become the local drunkard
When my uncle's hired men
Look for Tony-the-two-fists

During the first months of my underground life
I thought everything would remain unchanged
That I would be able to recreate the things I missed
From my american Sicilia

I gave a hand to a few acquaintances
To deal with their neighborhood's quarrels
Two or three bodies soaked with gas
Nothing more than domestic "incidents"

Repentant...
I 've betrayed

Mafioso through and through
I've become the local drunkard
When my uncle's hired men
Look for Tony-the-two-fists

When my little neighbours, brothers and sisters
Would show me their school report
I would go and challenge their teachers
And charge them with a few teeth

But today I am too old
I take care of my hydrangea flowers
How strange they grow so much
What the hell could I have buried there?

Repentant...
I 've betrayed

Something is moving in the bushes
I catch sight of a sniper's shadow
On my chest, a red light
I've been waiting for you, I am not scared

Let them lay me down on my death bed
With a hydrangea flower on my heart
I am going to see the Stromboli again
I am going to forget avout the Mafia

Repentant...
I've betrayed

Note:
Dijon is a French town (pop. about 200.000)