I’m the son of William Tell1, who was a great man,
but when it comes to me, people don’t even remember my name.
And to think that I was that boy with the apple on his head
and I couldn’t even tremble, and I prayed: "Let’s hope he’ll hit right"!
And all the people were looking at me, looking down from their windows
and all of them were staring at me, but I was staring at the crossbow…
"Please, dad, please, dad… Let’s at least try with a watermelon…"
"Don’t ever doubt me, my son; you know well that it makes me furious!"
"Please, dad, please, dad… Let’s at least try with a melon…"
"No way, my son, you know it well; besides, it’s not even their season".
"Please, dad, please, dad… Let’s at least try with a grapefruit…"
"Don’t be afraid, sonny! Your father’s name is William!"
And, after all, it’s not fun to be the son of William Tell,
because since that time I walk around wearing a nappy in that place.
And I’m glad that my dad became a national hero,
but since that moment, when I see an apple, I start feeling bad… really bad.
My father was standing down there and was taking aim,
and I felt cold sweat all over, because on top of that he kept drinking beer…
"Stop drinking, dad, or you will see double".
"No fear, sonny; in the worst of cases I’ll kill you!"
I can feel it coming, I can feel it… He's going to shoot now!
And who’s the moron who spoke up,
what do you mean:
"Let’s try with an apricot"?
And, after all, it’s not fun to be the son of William Tell,
because since that time I walk around wearing a nappy in that place.
And I’m glad that my dad became a national hero,
but since that moment, when I see an apple, I start feeling bad… really bad.
I’m the son of William Tell,
of the one who didn’t belittle himself by saluting a hat2.
1. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Tell2. While in Altdorf, the seat of the emperor, William Tell didn't incline his head to salut imperial hat, as was required, so he was imprisoned.