Mohsen Chavoshi - Dar Astaneye Piri - در آستانه ی پیری Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
On the Verge of Old Age
On the verge of old age
complaining about the night of the world
is bad, (you) reasonable man
To respect Diazepam,
try to sleep
without sorrow or a kiss
You, like a house slave,
become a burden to the day
No one told you not to
burn from your core
You were not the sun
to shine unsparingly
What horses raised
inside you
Whinnying, the life of your throat
gradually dragged toward the end
Who attached you to the cart
that you are receiving daily payments in agony?
Kicking a lion
whose patience was his roar
(and) broke the cheetah
who was tame and behaved like a mirror
And high above a mouth
an eagle fell down
You stayed brave and mixed
bread and blood to survive
You did not run in vain
and after all this running,
what is left for the folks
other than a stable and a leash?
You're identified in the world but
you don't have an identification card
You're continuously sorrowful but
you, yourself, will not continue
An arrogance of no offspring
Constructing a building of destruction
You were not a chosen one
Admit it that you weren't
Admit it that you are a prophet
without any miracles
You have a raised issue
but you are without a book
(You are) a hatch that beat and
shined the light of a patio
on our small world
Come, come back to life, oh moon
so that every night, like a eulogy,
you will shine on this hatch
May a thousand fish
be sacrificed for the blueness of the sea
May a thousand sheets of painkillers
be sacrificed for this young sorrow
May a thousand swoop of cranes
be sacrificed for the blue vastness
Complaining about the small night
and nagging like a child
is enough, blessed grief
May your night be long, and so be your sorrow
Have a good sorrow, and a (good) night too
It's the night, (you) reasonable man
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22.10.2024
Speak to Him
You're a friend and I know it,
I trust you and therefore
if I ask you a favor,
you shouldn't say no,
you mustn't say no to me.
Then speak to him,
you who know everything about me.
Tell him that yesterday
I went out with you.
Speak to him,
you know what I did.
Please tell him
that I never lied to him.
Yes, I know you're sorry,
but it's your fault that he
this evening
didn't show up with me
and you already understood why.
And so speak to him,
make peace between us
and don't tell me,
don't tell me that you can't.
Oh, speak to him,
you know what I did.
Please tell him
that I never lied to him.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, speak to him,
you who know everything about me.
Tell him that yesterday
I went out with you.
Speak to him,
you know what I did.
Please tell him
that I never lied to him!
22.10.2024
Tonight You'll Hear a Song
Tonight you'll hear a song,
a song you already know.
The woman you no longer love will sing it,
the woman who will leave you but who won't cry.
A song that will tell you about me,
that will stay with you throughout your life,
a song be will leave a mark in your heart
that will never be erased.
Tonight I'll relive for the last time
these moments that I'll no longer find
but when I disappear and only you are found,
you'll cry because you'll remember.
A song that will tell you about me,
that will be with you throughout your life,
a song that will leave a mark in your heart
that will never be erased.
A song that will tell you about me,
that will be with you throughout your life,
a song that will leave a mark in your heart
that will never be erased.
22.10.2024
A Reflection in the Water
It was
a moonlit evening,
under the bridge the river slept
and a woman sang.
Clear,
the water slipped away
and the image of your smile
the river mirrored.
A reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
the current passed
but nothing remained,
but I inside my mind
still see you.
It was
a moonlit evening,
your voice spoke
and the river silently listened.
And it was,
almost a year has passed
but every evening I return to look
into the river to dream.
A reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
the current passed
but nothing has changed,
the water slowly stops,
I still see you.
A reflection in the water,
a reflection in the water,
the current passed
but nothing has changed,
the water slowly stops,
I still see you.
22.10.2024
A Family
Evening will come,
you'll return home
and without a word, you'll sit at the table
in your place as always.
Then when you have finished,
you'll tell us kids:
leave me alone and glue your eyes
for an hour on the newspaper.
But read inside the eyes
of mom what is there.
Notice that she wants
to talk a bit with you.
You cannot call life
this life you give her
if you have nothing left
to share with her.
I know that you are not wicked,
that deep down you love her.
Don't make her pay for the usual bitterness that
life gives you.
You think about your hopes
of a long time ago
starting when you wanted
to become who knows who.
But look that you are
someone at least among us,
you're not mistaken,
life is precisely this here.
When you come home,
bring a smile with you,
then we'll talk together, that way we'll become
at last a family,
a true family,
a true family.