2 - Rose is an Italo Disco alias for Elena Ferretti. She recorded hits like "Magic Carillon" and "Fairy Tale".
3 - Rose Stigter is a downtempo artist.
4 - Rose Spearman is a dutch soul singer who released 2 albums under this moniker: 'Trust' & 'Livin' It'. She now uses her full name for her new released, and Trust has been issued under her full name on iTunes now.
5 - Japanese heavy metal band that only released one EP "Rose" in 1988
6 - American doom metal band (also known as Randy Rose). Released some albums between 1991 and 1995 before splitting up.
7 - Originally formed under the name AXL in 1983 by Chris Weber, Izzy Stradlin, and Axl Rose, they later switched to Rose around Christmas 1983 and added Johnny Kreis on drums. Around April 1984, after finding another band with the same name, they switched to Hollywood Rose.
Sombre Con
Rose Lyrics
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Ingrat tout comme ton physique, tu as grandi dans ses bras
Nourrit d'elle comme une tic jusqu'à paralyser sa voix
Tu as pris tes mots dans sa bouche et ton souffle dans ses peines
Et tes mots les plus farouches dans le flux brûlant de ses veines, hmm...
Pauvre idiot, sombre con damné, à ne jamais être un homme
Trempé ta plume dans ses larmes et mis son vin dans ton eau
T'as fait de sa beauté ton charme
Aujourd'hui, tu n'es même plus beau
Tu as vu midi à sa porte et ta force au creux de ses reins
Asphyxiée et laissée pour morte, mais elle respire ce matin, hmm...
Pauvre idiot, sombre con damné, à ne jamais être un homme
Pauvre idiot, sombre con, avec elle, tu n'auras jamais de mômes...
Tu t'es gonflé de ses mots tendres, empiffré de ses jalousies
Tu t'es saoulé de ses méandres mais tu t'en vas aujourd'hui
Tu as saisi toutes ses chances de voler de ses propres ailes
Tu as su renaître de ses cendres, maintenant tu n'as plus besoin d'elle.
Hmm...
Pauvre idiot, sombre con damné, à ne jamais être un homme
Pauvre idiot, sombre con, avec elle, tu n'auras jamais de mômes...
The song "Sombre Con" by Rose is about a man who is ungrateful and has grown up in the arms of a woman. He has been nourished by her like a tick, until he has paralyzed her voice. He has taken his words from her mouth and his breath from her pain, and his fiercest words in the burning flow of her veins. However, despite all her love and efforts, the man is destined to never become a real man, and it is suggested that he will never have children with her. Despite all her efforts and sacrifices, he remains unchanged and selfish, consumed by his own ego and desires.
The lyrics also suggest that while this man may have been beautiful once, his beauty has faded because of his long-term dependence on this woman. He has stolen her tears and diluted her wine, becoming intoxicated with her emotions and jealousies. He has taken advantage of all her chances to fly on his own wings, but now that he has finally been reborn from her ashes, he no longer needs her.
Overall, the song presents a sad and honest depiction of the struggle to love someone who cannot or will not change, and the heartbreak and pain that comes with it.
Line by Line Meaning
Ingrat tout comme ton physique, tu as grandi dans ses bras
You were ungrateful just like your looks, and grew up in her embrace
Nourrit d'elle comme une tic jusqu'à paralyser sa voix
You fed off her like a parasite until it silenced her voice
Tu as pris tes mots dans sa bouche et ton souffle dans ses peines
You took her words from her mouth and her breath from her pains
Et tes mots les plus farouches dans le flux brûlant de ses veines, hmm...
Your most ferocious words flowed in her fiery veins, hmm...
Pauvre idiot, sombre con damné, à ne jamais être un homme
Poor idiot, accursed dimwit, never to be a man
Pauvre idiot, sombre con, avec elle, tu n'auras jamais de mômes...
Poor idiot, accursed dimwit, with her, you'll never have kids...
Trempé ta plume dans ses larmes et mis son vin dans ton eau
You dipped your pen in her tears and mixed her wine in your water
T'as fait de sa beauté ton charme
You made her beauty your charm
Aujourd'hui, tu n'es même plus beau
Today, you're not even handsome anymore
Tu as vu midi à sa porte et ta force au creux de ses reins
You saw noon at her door, and your strength in the hollow of her back
Asphyxiée et laissée pour morte, mais elle respire ce matin, hmm...
Suffocated and left for dead, but she's breathing this morning, hmm...
Tu t'es gonflé de ses mots tendres, empiffré de ses jalousies
You inflated yourself with her tender words, stuffed with her jealousies
Tu t'es saoulé de ses méandres mais tu t'en vas aujourd'hui
You got drunk on her twists and turns but you're leaving today
Tu as saisi toutes ses chances de voler de ses propres ailes
You seized all your chances to fly on your own wings
Tu as su renaître de ses cendres, maintenant tu n'as plus besoin d'elle. Hmm...
You knew how to rise from her ashes, now you don't need her anymore. Hmm...
Pauvre idiot, sombre con damné, à ne jamais être un homme
Poor idiot, accursed dimwit, never to be a man
Pauvre idiot, sombre con, avec elle, tu n'auras jamais de mômes...
Poor idiot, accursed dimwit, with her, you'll never have kids...
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