Saint Etienne - Reserection lyrics

Et c'est alors / que supposement blesse /

par le commun des mortels /

qu'en habit pourpre et net /

de mes cendres fiction. /

Pour l'encore inconnu(e), / attendu(e): /

je reserecte encore et encore. /

Pour toi, / je reserecte encore et encore.

[Here is a translation into English by Lisa Munns (thanks, Lisa) who disclaims: "These are not word-for-word, in some cases a little of my own interpretation has been added. I've tried to make them make sense as much as is possible."]

And it is then, that supposedly injured

By ordinary mortals

Dressed in purple and clear

Of my fictitious ashes

Once more, unknown, expected:

I will rise again

For you, I will rise again and again.