Paroles et traduction Erfan - Jaddeh - Feat. Afra & Khashayar

Jaddeh - Feat. Afra & Khashayar

یادمه میگفتن از این راه نون شب نمیخوریم
نمیدونن این کار از نون شب برام مهم تره
وقتی خودت میدونی
غیر خودت هیچی نمیتونه جلوتو بگیره
اگه منتظری کسی واسه ت در رو باز کنه
حالا حالا ها علافی
اولش سخت بود
هزار شرط بود
میخوای همه بشنون از رادیو پخش زود
خفه و نئشه از دود
تشنه پول
از این غزل تا شعر بعدی مایوس
جاده معلوم
کارم هم همیشه از بقیه سر بود
صدام بم بود
زیر فشار زخم زبون همه کم کم کمرم خم بود
رفیق چند سال دشمن تو چند روز
غریبه یهو میشه رفیق و همخون
قدم به قدم جلوم یه سد بود
شکستم تک تک سیل من زود
ولی هنوز مجنون اندوه
شب پر ستاره نور من کو
پس نور من کو
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جاده م شده
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پرسن چرا توی صحنه نیستم
چرا خفه چرا پشت می ایستم
شعرا شاهکار چرا تو چرک نویسن
چیستم کیستم و محل زیستم
از غرب میخونم تا شرق بدونه
از درد میخونم همدرد بخونه
برا غرب زده یا زده از غرب
آرزو به دلای اینور مرز
احکام همه به چپمه
احکام شصتم به همه
رپ نه درد دلمه
بغضم هم برا کیش و کشورمه
نامه برا چشم مادرمه
آره این باورمه
که بد جوری لالیم توی غربت
اما نوبت عرفانه برا صحبت
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بس که دل داغ داره
بس که دل داغ داره
بس که دل داغ داره از نوک خودکارش
شعله میباره میسوزه که راه وا شه
بازتاب کل وجودم
خواستار روحم
خوب میدونی که کی صاحبکاره
میگی مث بقیه م کجاش آخه
با همه چی آره با جون قمار آخه
چهار تا آس زیر دستم
از شاه نمیترسم
با همه چی ساختم تا همه چی ساختم
از جون بزار مایه چند هزار آیه
زیر سقف کج رپ چند هزار پایه
آره کی شاهکاره
نه بابام ویلا تو شمال داره
نه بیرون شهر کنار تو باغ داره
نه به کس تو تلویزیون باج داده
نه زنگ زده که عرفان چه حال داره
عرف هرچی داره از قواش داره
سنگینی یه ملت رو رو دو پاش داره
کی میخواد سر راش باشه تو باش باشه
کیمیخواد همراش باشه راه جلو پاشه
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The Road - Feat. Afra & Khashayar

I remember they said, "We can't earn our daily bread from this path"
They don't know this work is more important to me than my daily bread
When you know yourself,
Nothing but yourself can hold you back
If you're waiting for someone to open the door for you,
You'll be waiting a long time, babe
It was hard at first,
There were a thousand conditions,
You want everyone to hear, to be played on the radio quickly,
Choked and intoxicated by smoke,
Thirsty for money,
Discouraged from this poem to the next,
The road is clear,
My work has always been ahead of the rest,
My voice was deep,
Under the pressure of everyone's sharp tongues, my back was slowly bending,
A friend of several years becomes an enemy in a few days,
A stranger suddenly becomes a friend and blood brother,
Every step of the way, there was a dam in front of me,
I broke each one, my flood was fast,
But still, I'm a madman of sorrow,
The night is full of stars, where is my light,
So where is my light,
With me,
Finding yourself,
Building yourself,
It has become my road,
With me,
Finding yourself,
Building yourself,
It has become my road,
They ask why I'm not on the scene,
Why am I silent, why am I standing behind the curtain,
The poems are masterpieces, why are they still in rough draft,
What am I, who am I, and where do I live,
I sing from the West so the East knows,
I sing of pain so that fellow sufferers can sing along,
For the Westernized or those tired of the West,
A wish for hearts on this side of the border,
All rules are under my boot,
My thumb's rule applies to everyone,
Rap is not my heartache,
My lump in my throat is for my land and country,
A letter for my mother's eyes,
Yes, this is my belief,
That we are terribly speechless in exile,
But it's Erfan's turn to speak,
With me,
Finding yourself,
Building yourself,
It has become my road,
With me,
Finding yourself,
Building yourself,
It has become my road,
So much heartache,
So much heartache,
So much heartache from the tip of his pen,
Flames rain down, burning to clear the way,
The reflection of my whole being,
The seeker of my soul,
You know well who's in charge,
You say, "Like the rest, where is it?"
With everything, yes, with life, it's a gamble,
Four aces under my hand,
I'm not afraid of the king,
I built with everything until I built everything,
From my life, let me give you a few thousand verses,
Under the crooked roof, rap has a few thousand pillars,
Yeah, who's the masterpiece,
My dad doesn't have a villa in the north,
He doesn't have a garden outside the city next to you,
He hasn't bribed anyone on television,
He hasn't called to ask how Erfan is doing,
Erfan has everything from his own strength,
He carries the weight of a nation on his two feet,
Whoever wants to be at the head of his path, let it be you,
Whoever wants to be with him, let the road be clear before him,
With me,
Finding yourself,
Building yourself,
It has become my road,
With me,
Finding yourself,
Building yourself,
It has become my road,
With me,
Finding yourself,
Building yourself,
It has become my road,
With me,
Finding yourself,
Building yourself,
It has become my road,
With me,
Finding yourself,
Building yourself,
It has become my road,
With me,
Finding yourself,
Building yourself,
It has become my road...