a short site about The Divine Comedy

French version

Rose For The Lady

Home recording (4:19)

Took my girl out to diner.
Best place I could afford.
The soup was beraly in her
When she said she was bored.
But while trying to tell her
My funniest anoecdote,
A funny little fellow
Cleared his old-fashionned throat
And said:

"Rose for the lady, sir, rose for the lady.
Those of the no-no, they make girls go crazy.
Rose for the lady will win her love for you."

But I waved him away, "No, thank you"
And when the night was through
She said: "Close, but no cigar."

Took my girl to the funfair.
Said: "Let's go for a ride
Through the tunnel of love, dear.
I'd like to see inside."
But while trying to tell her:
"No, no, you've got it all wrong",
That funny little fellow
Started singing his song.
He said:

"Rose for the lady, sir, rose for the lady.
Grown in Babylonian homes on the Euphrates.
Rose for the lasy will win her heart for you."

But I waved him away, "No, thank you"
And when the day was through
She said: "Close, but no cigar."

Took my girl down to Paris.
We walked by the Seine.
I tried not to embarrass
Myself over again.
But while trying to tell her
Of my eternal love,
That funny little fellow
Floated down from above
And (with a French accent) said:

"Rose for the lady, sir, rose for the lady.
Don't go proposing with overgrown daisies.
Rose for the lady will win her love for you."

And I said: "I'll take twenty, thank you!"
And when my speech was through
She said: "Let's go to the bar."

And I said: "Pourquoi?"
"To get a huge cigar!"