[catchy double bass and clarinet intro] [Intro] What’s with these rooooses? What’s with these rooooses? [Chorus] What’s with these roses That never unfold And never dare lift up their heads? What’s with these rooooses? What’s with these rooooses? What’s with these roses? [Verse 1] What’s with these roses Starved of air, Raised just to be silent— Kept unaware? [Verse 2] Men keep them locked In their greenhouses, Or clutched in their claws— Dictate how they live: Be lovely, look down, And die, and decay, Never speak, never say… Never speak, never smile… [Verse 3] They trim them down, Strip away their thorns, Shape them, silence them, For their own gain. [Verse 4] They sleep in their petals, In vases sealed tight— Do they go mad Never seeing the light? [Bridge] Do they dream of a breeze That will scatter their petals, Of a dawn that reclaims The time men have stolen? [Chorus] What’s with these roses That never unfold And never dare lift up their heads? What’s with these rooooses? What’s with these rooooses? What’s with these roses That never unfold And never dare lift up their heads? [Post-Chorus] What’s with these roses, These roses… That bowed their heads Before they could bloom? J’ai veillé à garder la musicalité, les rimes, et le sens du
