Klashnekoff - Black Rose [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
This is dedicated to a black rose
I bucked her up on roadSkin made of gold
And a cocoa butter glow
Got the combo on the go
Gave the combos to the codes
07946 Double 0She said give me a call and let me know wah blow
We can link and see a showOr smoke weed by the river
Watching daffodils blow
You dun know
As time grows
We expand and grow close
My black rose
I propose we get married
But you’re still in college
And I’m shotting green on the corner to make a profit
Staring at the cosmics
Trying to find the logic
Spitting my life over melancholic beats
But nothing beatsYou and I in deep dialogue
My black rose I want to cultivate you neatly
Visualize you and me through my third eye DVD
Babes it’s deep
And can’t be described by speech
So I speak through my actions
And treat you like diamonds on consignment
Protect you from the parasites and pirates
And prepare to get violent for our love
Tight like strings on a violin
Momentary silence as she told me she was pregnant
What pregnant? Babes I weren’t expecting this
Embraced her with a kiss
Overwhelmed with happiness
I know it wasn’t planned and your family’s probably pissed
But it’s too late, the baby’s due June 28th
Your brother’s vexed, your dad dashed you out your mother's place
Said when he die, don't want to see your face at his grave
But fuck him anyway
Just pack your suitcase
Cos from now on, it’s just me and you babe
Babe don’t watch nothing, I got you
[Hook]

[Verse 2]
My dear father
When you died I cried blood
So much on my mind that I needed to discuss
But words won’t describe, and time is not enough
But trust, to my sons I’ll manifest your love
Embrace my young cubs with love and bear hugsAnd though the road is rough
I spit my life over dubs
Till my life turn to dust
And as I write these words I’m reminded of the love
And the lessons you taught
Still I had to learn the hard way
Through the hard times
You find out who’s your compadres
I stargaze as I blaze high grade
Thinking bout better days before your life got take-away
Couldn’t let you dead in vain
So I took your name
Son of Niah forever carry your legacy
Until they bury me, yeah
My dear father I love you like cooked food
And I wish you weren’t gone, but I’m dealing with the truth
And every time I hear Sizzla I'm reminded of you (It’s a rocky road)And how we cope only God knows
Walking a thin line between love and hate, like a tightrope
And at times when it seems there’s no hope
I still soldier forth holding your picture close
(close to my heart, keep soldiering on)