Paroles et traduction en anglais Bardia Bahador - Aghaye Ghazi

Aghaye Ghazi

بردیا

(من، من) من اگه خودم این جام چرا پیشِته قلبم؟
مگه فرشته ها میشه که بد شن؟
تقصیر منه بد عادت شدی
ولی ببین دیگه دلم داره میبُره کم کم
(انگار، انگار) انگار آب می ریختیم پا گل مصنوعی
تو باعثی اگه دو به شک بودی
جا زدی تا دیدی یه کمبودی
ما خیلی بودیم، بگو تو چه قدر بودی

تو که یه شبو تا صبح سر نکردی
دیوونتو شاعر تر نکردی
میری ولی بازم برمیگردی، این خط و نشون
دیگه کسی واست من نمیشه
که همه ی وجودش باشه پیشِت
دیگه کی با خنده بهت بده مهتابو نشون

این روزا عاشقی شده یه بازی
خسته ام آقای قاضی
وقتی این همه میجنگی واسش
خب سخته ببینی ببازی
چرا طلبکارا بدهکارن و
دردام تو دلم تلنبارن؟
آقای قاضی چرا انگاری همه یه زخم از دلت طلب دارن؟

تو که یه شبو تا صبح سر نکردی
دیوونتو شاعر تر نکردی
میری ولی بازم برمیگردی، این خط و نشون
دیگه کسی واست من نمیشه
که همه ی وجودش باشه پیشِت
دیگه کی با خنده بهت بده مهتابو نشون

تو که یه شبو تا صبح سر نکردی
دیوونتو شاعر تر نکردی
میری ولی بازم برمیگردی، این خط و نشون
دیگه کسی واست من نمیشه
که همه ی وجودش باشه پیشِت
دیگه کی با خنده بهت بده مهتابو نشون

میدونی مشکل چیه؟
مشکل اینه که ما با هم حرف نمی زنیم

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Lord Judge

Bardia

(I, I) If I filled this cup myself, then why is it in your hands, my love?
Can angels really turn bad?
It's my fault that you got used to bad habits.
But look, my heart is slowly beginning to break.
(As if, as if) As if we were watering a plastic plant,
You're the reason if you were in doubt.
You gave up when you saw there was a flaw.
There were so many of us; how many were you?

You never spent a night with me until morning,
You never made me feel crazier or more inspired.
You leave, but you always come back; that's your style.
No one will ever be like me for you,
Who gave you his entire being,
Who would laugh and show you the moonlight.

These days, love has become a game.
I'm tired, Lord Judge.
When you fight so hard for someone,
It's hard to see them lose.
Why are those who owe in debt,
And my sorrows accumulate within me?
Lord Judge, why does it seem like everyone demands a wound from your heart?

You never spent a night with me until morning,
You never made me feel crazier or more inspired.
You leave, but you always come back; that's your style.
No one will ever be like me for you,
Who gave you his entire being,
Who would laugh and show you the moonlight.

You never spent a night with me until morning,
You never made me feel crazier or more inspired.
You leave, but you always come back; that's your style.
No one will ever be like me for you,
Who gave you his entire being,
Who would laugh and show you the moonlight.

Do you know what the problem is?
The problem is that we don't talk to each other.

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