Paroles et traduction Gdaal - Jaame Zahr

Jaame Zahr

میگن زوره میگم خوش ندارم
انگار دو تا بال رو پشتم دارم
خبری نیست از صدام و هر شب
جام زهر و تو مشتم دارم

دنیا مال توئه دادا پاشو بگیرش
ریشه ی ترسو با ما پاشو بچینش
خوس کار بازی سیاستمدارا
نمیذارن جیدال داداششو ببینه
یه چی سواله هنو برا من
چرا هموطنام مهاجرترن حتی اَ کبوترا
مفهوم نی هنو برام
چطور دروغ حلاله می ناب هنوز حرام
نمیرم از رو اصلا چون بستن از رو برام
اصلاحات عمو حسن وضعیت هنو خراب
جوونا هنو نعشه ان میزنن هنوز مواد
اصلا هم مهم نیست که گرون تره هر روز نبات
وضعیت باعث میشه که رد بده آدم
آقای دکتر بهم حق بده واقعا
اگه بیست و شیشم و هنوز خطه چشا من
اگه هر روز تو ما هم انگار عکس امامم
انگار عکس امامم
ولی برعکس امامم
انگار عکس امامم
ولی برعکس امامم
انگار عکس امامم

ولی برعکس امامم

متن آهنگ جام زهر جیدال

این دنیا بی رحم داش نیستش تیله بازی
اینو بابا میگه که هست هنوز گیر قاضی
این حرفارو ولش بگو چنده فی قاضی
بگو غیر از پول قراره به چی بنازیم
میگفتن شیر یارو شده به شیره راضی
بعدم رفت تو پنجره انقدر کرد شیشه بازی
خلاصه که اوضاع بدجوری شیشه داشی
همینه که هست چهل سالی میشه لاشیم
یادمه کسی نمی پرسید حالت رو به راهه یا نیست
مثل شبح میگشتم توی حومه های پاریس
سبکو ثبت کردیم ما تو کتاب تاریخ
کی میگه روزای بد توی کوله بار ما نیست
حرفم راست مهم نیست چه چهره ای داره
نگو فحش نده جیدال نگو زشته فیلانه
شعر یعنی کلامی که حسو میاره
اینی که میشنوی نوترین شعر ایران
انگار عکس امامم
ولی برعکس امامم
انگار عکس امامم
ولی برعکس امامم
انگار عکس امامم
ولی برعکس امامم
اقتصاد مقاومت دیانت سیاستی
امت ناموس پرست فاحشه ی زیارتی
مسئول راس کار رئیس بی لیاقتی
همه مهمون اجباری این ضیافتیم
شاعر رادیکال و شعرای نیابتی
پرنده پرید و رفت آشیونه نی راحتی
اکثراً برای رسیدن بهش بی طاقتم
ولی راه نمیریم و در حال سیاحتیم
چند ساله میکشیم درد نمیشیم ولی فارغ
چون میخوایم بد همو
خلایق هر چه لایق
نمیدونم کجا بودش یکی میگفت
همه غرق میشیم سوراخ بشه وقتی قایق
دانشگاه سهمیه ای نابغه ستاره دار و
فعال محیط زیست میره به کام دار و
ضحاک مهربون زده نقاب مار و
علی و حوضش و داستان ادامه دار و

Cup of Poison

They say it's tough, I say I don't like it
It's like I have two wings on my back
There's no news from my voice and every night
A cup of poison and in my fist I hold

The world is yours, man, get up and take it
Get up and cut the root of fear with us
Politicians' fun-loving habits
They won't let Jadid see his brother
Something's still a question for me
Why are my fellow countrymen immigrants even from pigeons
It doesn't make sense to me yet
How is it that a lie is permissible but pure wine is still forbidden
I won't give up because they closed it down on me
Reforms, Uncle Hassan, the situation is still bad
Young people are still stoned and still doing drugs
It doesn't matter at all that sugar candy is getting more expensive every day
The situation makes people go crazy
Doctor, you really have to agree with me
if I'm twenty-six and the line is still in my eyes
If every day in us too like the picture of my Imam
Like the picture of my Imam
But the opposite of my Imam
Like the picture of my Imam
But the opposite of my Imam
Like the picture of my Imam

But the opposite of my Imam

Lyrics for the song Cup of Poison by Jadid

This world is cruel, man, it's not a marbles game
Papa says that's he's still in trouble with the judge
Let's drop this talk, tell me how much the judge gets
Tell me, apart from money, what are we supposed to be proud of
They used to say that the lion became content with milk
Then he went to the window and did nothing but play with the glass
In short, things are really messy
That's the way it is, we've been corpses for forty years
I remember nobody asked if you were okay
I used to wander around the suburbs of Paris like a ghost
We registered the brand in the history book
Who says that bad days aren't in our backpacks
My word is true, it doesn't matter what face it has
Don't tell me not to curse, don't say it's ugly, it's elephantine
Poetry is a word that brings feeling
This that you hear is the newest poetry in Iran
Like the picture of my Imam
But the opposite of my Imam
Like the picture of my Imam
But the opposite of my Imam
Like the picture of my Imam
But the opposite of my Imam
Economy of resistance, religion of politics
Chaste nation of honor, a whore of pilgrimage
The responsible party at the top, an incompetent boss
We are all obligatory guests at this banquet
Radical poets and poets of delegation
The bird flew away and went to a comfortable nest
Most of us are impatient to reach it
But we don't walk and we're on an outing
We've been hurting for years but we don't become free from worry
Because we want to hurt each other
People deserve what they get
I don't know where it was, someone was saying
We'll all drown when the boat gets a hole in it
Quota university genius star and
Environmental activist goes to the gallows and
Kind Zahhak has put on a snake's mask and
Ali and his pool and the story continues and