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Boome Naghashi

روزارو شب میکردم
دوستامو دَک میکردم
پولامو جمع میکردم
که با تو به *اش بدم
همه رو توو یه شب
تویی و منم و نور شمع
و قلم و بومِ رنگ و
میگى بکش تنمو روى تخت
توو سرمه بوى عطر
کردم توو لوله برف
همشو توو یه خط
لباساتو همه رو زود بکن
نه نرو خونه شب
این دفعه رو جون من
نمیتونم من از تو دور بشم
زیاد بود توقعمون یکم ما
توقعمون یکم ما
توقع مون یکم
یهو زد بوى برگا خیس
بعد دونه برفا ریخت
من و بوم نقاشى
توو این خونه تنهاییم
بیا توله سگ رسید روز برف بازى
هنو مود رنگ پاچیدن و روى من دارى؟
رفتى قلبم نبود یه چنتا تیکش
مثل ظرفا توو همون یه دعوا شیکست
نمیشه فک کنم به نبودت ده ثانیه هم
همه میگن ولش کن تمومه چند سالى هست
باز میشه غرق شد با اینکه آبى نیست توو رنگ چشم تو
پوستت سبزه مثل گل موهات سیاهىِ شب
مست شرابىِ لبات فقط سیگار میکشم
رو این بوم نقاشى
بیا رنگامون شه قرقاطى
بیا باز تو این کوچه برگا ریخت
بیا رسیده روز برف بازى
من و این بوم نقاشى
لعنتى مگه دوسِت کم داشتیم
بیا باز رو این گونه اشکا ریخت
بیا رسیده روز برف بازى
پاشد رفت و یه حرف نزد
پشتشم نگاه نکرد و دیگه برنگشت
نیا حتى نکن یه دقیقه تو وقت تلف
منم فک کن کبوترم دیگه پَر زدم
با اینکه رسیده دیگه روز برف بازى
بریم بیرون بکنیم یه گوله پرت ماشین
ترجیح میدم از این به بعد توو دلم باشى
پس میکشمت من روى این بوم نقاشى
دیگه به تو ربط نداره نه
اگه بودم هر جاىِ شهر
یا تو میرى برنامه شب
کنارته چند تا پسر
میشناسنت اندازه من
این که چقدر اخلاقت بده
میکنى هى دعوا یه سره
پشت سرِ هم یادت هست
خواستى تووى چشم باشى
عین اون لنز که تو دارى
از هر رنگ بیبى فرق نداره
من ببینم چشمتو آبى سیاه قهوه اى سبز
عشقشو دارى هنوز بچه اى اه
پیکِ تو خالى میرى مست بشى فقط
کاش این دیوونه بت زنگ نمی زد
کاش میرفت و برنمیگشت
برنمیگشت
میشه غرق شد با اینکه آبى نیست توو رنگ چشم تو
پوستت سبزه مثل گل موهات سیاهىِ شب
مست شرابىِ لبات فقط سیگار میکشم
رو این بوم نقاشى
بیا رنگامون شه قرقاطى
بیا باز تو این کوچه برگا ریخت
بیا رسیده روز برف بازى
من و این بوم نقاشى
لعنتى مگه دوسِت کم داشتیم
بیا باز رو این گونه اشکا ریخت
بیا رسیده روز برف بازى

Booming Paintings

I was spending my nights
Stacking my money
To spend it all on you
In one night
Just you and I and the candle's light
The brush and the canvas
I want you to draw my body on the bed
There's a perfume scent in the air
In the tube, snow
All in one line
Take off all your clothes
Don't go home tonight
Just this once
I can't stand to be apart from you
We were a little too much
We expected too much
Expected too much
Expected too much
Suddenly came the scent of wet leaves
Then the snowflakes fell
Me and the painting canvas
All alone in this house
Hey little dog, the day of snowball fights is here
Are you still in the mood to get paint on you?
When you left, I lost a few pieces of my heart
Like dishes, it broke in that very fine fight
I can't fathom the thought of not having you for ten seconds
Everyone says to let go, that it's been a few years now
Even though there's no blue in your eyes, it's possible to drown
Your skin is green like a flower, your hair is black as night
I'm addicted to the wine of your lips, I only smoke cigarettes
On this painting canvas
Let our colors become a mess
The leaves are falling again in this street
The day of snowball fighting is here
Me and this painting canvas
Damn, didn't we love each other enough
Let's cry again on this cheek
The day of snowball fighting is here
She got up and left without saying a word
She didn't look back, she never came back
Don't even come by, don't waste a minute
Just think of me as a dove that flew away
Even though the day of snowball fighting has come
Let's go outside and throw snowballs at cars
I'd rather have you in my heart from now on
So I'll draw you on this painting canvas
It's none of your business anymore
If I were anywhere in the city
Or if you went to a night show
A few boys would be with you
They would know you as well as I do
How bad your temper is
You always start fights
Remember that time
You wanted to be the center of attention
Like those lenses you wear
Any color, baby, it doesn't matter
Let me look into your eyes, blue, black, brown, green
You still have its love, child
Your shots are empty, you just want to get drunk
If only this crazy devil hadn't called you
I wish he had left and never come back
Never come back
Even though there's no blue in your eyes, it's possible to drown
Your skin is green like a flower, your hair is black as night
I'm addicted to the wine of your lips, I only smoke cigarettes
On this painting canvas
Let our colors become a mess
The leaves are falling again in this street
The day of snowball fighting is here
Me and this painting canvas
Damn, didn't we love each other enough
Let's cry again on this cheek
The day of snowball fighting is here