Lyrics and translation Mehrab - Art & the Author

Art & the Author

چشامو بستم و یاد تو افتادم
نتونستم بیام ببخشید از پا افتادم
دوره کردن داداشتو اینجا یه مشت نامرد
حسین داداش حلالم کن از نفس افتادم
عباس تو سرش پایینه واسه مشک آب
نتونستم برسونم حتی یه چیکه آب
دنبال آب رفتم ولی نرسیدم آخر
سراغ هرجا رفتم فقط دیدم سراب
خداحافظ داداش انگاری خواب آخره
خوبه که نبودی گریه نکنه مادرت
اما میدونم که امروز سرتو میبرن
خوب شد این جوری ندیدمت
بمیره برادرت
ما میریم ولی تا هزار سال بعد پارچه های مشکی
تو دیدتو با خون نوشتی
فقط موندم خدا میخواد با چی پاداشتو بده
چشتو پر نمیکنه نه هیچ نه بهشتی
تو رفتی که دل این مظلوم ها آروم بگیره
آی اهل خیمه حسین داره آروم میمیره
انگاری مشک عباسو با صد تا تیر سوراخ کردن
خون داداشم سنگینه کسی گردن نمیگیره
گوشواره های رقیه اش ، پاهای برهنه اش
باباش نیست ببینه چی آوردن سر بچه اش
سر باباشو نشون دادن به بچه چند ساله
دخترش که هیچی دل آسمون هم می باره
آخه که پیدا میشه رو دلش مرهم بزاره
عموشونم که رفت دیگه برنگشت آب بیاره

Art & the Author

I closed my eyes and thought of you
I couldn't come, forgive me, I collapsed
They are surrounding your brother, a bunch of scoundrels
Hussain, my brother, forgive me, I am out of breath
Abbas, his head is low for the water skin
I couldn't even bring a drop of water
I went looking for water, but never reached it
Wherever I went, I only saw mirages
Goodbye, brother, it seems like the final sleep
It's good that you weren't here, so our mother wouldn't cry
But I know they will take your head today
It's good that I didn't see you like this
Your brother is going to die
We will wear black cloth for a thousand years
You wrote your vision with blood
I just wonder what God will give you as a reward
Neither paradise nor anything can fill your eyes
You left so that the hearts of these innocent people could rest
Oh, people of the tents, Hussein is dying peacefully
It seems like they pierced Abbas' water skin with a hundred arrows
My brother's blood is heavy, no one will take responsibility
Rqia's earrings, her bare feet
Her father is not here to see what they have done to his child
They showed his head to his young daughter
Even the sky's heart cries, what more can his daughter do
Who will be there to soothe her heart?
Her uncle also went and will not return to bring water