Paroles et traduction Bahram - Dar Naro

Dar Naro

من همونم که لج بودن همه باهام
خواستم افتخاری باشم واسه ننه بابام
ولی نشد
بعضی وقتا زندگی اون جوری نمیشه که تو میخوای
ولی هزینشو
تو میدی و نتیجه اش رو فردا میبینی
وقتی دیروز رفت
ماه بالاخره تموم میشه سی روز بعد
همونی شکستت میده که یه روزگاری تو رو پیروز کرد
تو هم پیش خودت میگی هرچی که بود
رفت
اول تولد
بعد مدرسه
دانشگاه
زن و بچه
و بعد میفتی میمیری
بگو به من
اینه زندگی خوب
نه؟
اون چیزا که واسه تو ارزش ان
واسه من فقط یه جورایی چرخش ان
فک نکنی که منم مثل اونا دور تو ام
که تو دور من بچرخی و منم دور خودم
من دوست ندارم این کسلیِ بازی رو
من دوست ندارم این زندگی عادی رو
خوشی از تو دل رفت و جاش غم بوده
مادرا فقط تو تخت و آشپزخونه
یا کیسه به دست همش تو تره بار ان
پدرا هم از صبح تا شب سر کار ان
این زندگی واسه ی من معنی نداره
یعنی چی؟
رُک گفتم یعنی نداره
در نرو
که زندگی ماست این
در نرو
نه نرو نرو وایسا
نداریم هیچ جوری انگیزه ی خاصی
در نرو
نه نرو نرو وایسا
در نرو
که زندگی ماست این
در نرو
نه نرو نرو وایسا
اینه رسم زندگی قبیله ی من
تا آخر دنیا هم همینه که هست
تو خیابون سرا پایین دستا تو جیبای چپ و راست و آدما توی خودشونن
مفلس ها
به فکر جای خواب امشب و
پولدارا تو فکر جیب پُرشونن
خونه های این شهر یه روز سقف داشت بالاش
جنازه نمیدیدی تو سطل آشغالاش
زندگی اینه
باعث صدمه ی تو
نه مثل سریال های چرت شبکه ی دو
حس نمیکنی یه جورایی بیریشه ای؟
زندگیمون شده زندگی کلیشه ای
کنار هم وایمیستیم ولی همه با هم قهریم
حس میکنی که همه دارن حرفی
اینا شبیه عصر حجریان
موسیقی فقط اصفهانی شجریان
به بقیه اصطلاحاً میگن فرار مغز ها
میره پشت در های بسته تمام بحث ها
ثانیه ها ببین مثل چی میره
میمیری تا بفهمی زندگی چیه
از کسایی میخوام ببینن که میدونم کور ان
یا مثل کرم های خاکی میلولن تو هم
نه حرکت نویی نه فکر جالبی
هیچ فرقی نکردی مثل سابقی
حالا یه سوال دارم ازت
آدم تویی؟
چرا عادت داری همش عادت کنی؟
در نرو
که زندگی ماست این
در نرو
نه نرو نرو وایسا
نداریم هیچ جوری انگیزه ی خاصی
در نرو
نه نرو نرو وایسا
در نرو
که زندگی ماست این
در نرو
نه نرو نرو وایسا
اینه رسم زندگی قبیله ی من
تا آخر دنیا هم همینه که هست
در نرو
که زندگی ماست این
در نرو
نه نرو نرو وایسا
نداریم هیچ جوری انگیزه ی خاصی
در نرو
نه نرو نرو وایسا
در نرو
که زندگی ماست این
در نرو
نه نرو نرو وایسا
اینه رسم زندگی قبیله ی من
تا آخر دنیا هم همینه که هست
در نرو
نه نرو نرو وایسا

Don't Leave

I was the one who always went against the grain,
Wanted to be a source of pride for my mom and dad, in vain.
But it didn't work out that way.
Sometimes life doesn't unfold the way you pray,
But you pay the price,
And tomorrow you'll see the consequence in a trice.
When yesterday has flown,
The moon finally fades, thirty days have shown.
The one who defeats you is the one who once brought you fame,
And you tell yourself, whatever it was, it's just a game.
Gone.
First comes birth,
Then school,
University,
Wife and child,
And then you fall and die, reconciled.
Tell me,
Is this a good life?
No?
The things you value most,
For me, they're just a cycle, a fleeting ghost.
Don't think I'm like them, revolving around you,
While you spin around me, and I around myself too.
I don't like this boring game we play,
I don't like this ordinary life, day by day.
Joy has left your heart, replaced by sorrow's sting,
Mothers confined to beds and kitchens, where they cling,
Or with bags in hand, forever at the market's stall,
Fathers toil from dawn till dusk, giving their all.
This life has no meaning for me, I confess,
What does it mean?
I'll be blunt, it means nothingness.
Don't leave,
This is our life, you see,
Don't leave,
No, don't go, stay with me.
We have no particular motive, no special plea,
Don't leave,
No, don't go, stay with me.
Don't leave,
This is our life, you see,
Don't leave,
No, don't go, stay with me.
This is the way of life in my tribe's domain,
Until the end of the world, it will remain the same.
On the streets, heads down, hands in pockets left and right, people lost in their own plight.
The destitute,
Thinking of where to sleep tonight, and it's a pursuit,
While the rich contemplate their pockets, full and deep.
The houses in this city once had roofs above,
You wouldn't see corpses in their trash, a sign of love.
This is life,
Causing you harm and strife,
Not like the silly serials on Channel Two's prime.
Don't you feel a bit rootless, adrift at sea?
Our lives have become a cliché, don't you agree?
We stand together, yet we're all at odds, it's true,
You feel like everyone has something to construe.
These resemble the عصر حجریان,
Music is only اصفهانی شجریان.
The rest are called "brain drain," it's their refrain,
Behind closed doors, all discussions wane.
See how the seconds tick by, so fast they flee,
You die before you understand what life could be.
I ask those to see who I know are blind,
Or like earthworms, wriggling and intertwined.
No new movement, no interesting thought,
You haven't changed, just like before, you've fought.
Now I have a question for you to ponder,
Are you even human, I wonder?
Why are you so used to just getting used to things?
Don't leave,
This is our life, you see,
Don't leave,
No, don't go, stay with me.
We have no particular motive, no special plea,
Don't leave,
No, don't go, stay with me.
Don't leave,
This is our life, you see,
Don't leave,
No, don't go, stay with me.
This is the way of life in my tribe's domain,
Until the end of the world, it will remain the same.
Don't leave,
This is our life, you see,
Don't leave,
No, don't go, stay with me.
We have no particular motive, no special plea,
Don't leave,
No, don't go, stay with me.
Don't leave,
This is our life, you see,
Don't leave,
No, don't go, stay with me.
This is the way of life in my tribe's domain,
Until the end of the world, it will remain the same.
Don't leave,
No, don't go, stay with me.