Mohsen Chavoshi - Hamrahe Khak Arreh - همراه خاک اره Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
With the Sawdust
Along with the sawdust
I spit out the taste of being awake
With my coughs every night,
I feel the pain of being a carpenter, while asleep
I’m so sad for being a ladder
I’m so sad for being the sky
(Instead,)
I should practice being avwall
Like the fishes, I die in oil
The dirty sea
is slowly lessening my abundance
When I don’t die
I'm a troublemaker
And a limiting factor of life
But anyway,
One must tolerate
Being an overload
From my chest, the Bams (1)
With a mountain of sadness
Shook constantly
So I buried the livelihood
with myself,
along with all the humans
Once upon a time,
If a crow swallowed a fox
there’s no reason to be afraid
Alas!
If one day,
the soap learns how to be an impostor (2)
[Many things] have leaked out
Out of my grave: Bahram (3)
From my jar: Khayyam (4)
From my drunk behavior,
Hafez (5) is learning
how to be wide-awake!
When I don’t die
I'm a troublemaker
And a limiting factor of life
But anyway,
One must tolerate
Being an overload
1. Bam: A small city in the Kerman province of southeastern Iran that was destroyed by an earthquake in 2003, with the death toll amounting to at least 26,271 people and injuring up to 30,000.
2. The Fox and the Crow: A famous story in which the fox tricks the crow and takes away his soap by giving him false compliments.
3. Bahram: Bahram V, also known as Bahram-e-Goor (Goor in Persian is used to refer to graves and zebras), was the fifteenth king of the Sasanian Empire who hunted zebras his entire life and finally was placed in a grave after a hunting accident.
4. Khayyam: A famous Persian poet and scientist, known for his poetic references to wine jars.
5. Hafez: A famous Persian poet known for having a broad life perspective and being wide-awake.
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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.