Paroles et traduction Hayedeh - Roozaaye Roshan

Roozaaye Roshan

ﺭﻭﺯﺍﯼ ﺭﻭﺷﻦ ﺧﺪﺍﺣﺎﻓﻆ
ﺳﺮﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﻣﻦ ﺧﺪﺍﺣﺎﻓﻆ
ﺧﺪﺍﺣﺎﻓﻆ ﺧﺪﺍﺣﺎﻓﻆ
ﺭﻭﺯﺍﯼ ﺧﻮﺑﺖ ﺑﮕﻮ ﮐﺠﺎ ﺭﻓﺖ
ﺗﻮ ﻗﺼﻪ ﻫﺎ ﺭﻓﺖ ﯾﺎ ﺍﺯ ﺍﯾﻨﺠﺎ ﺭﻓﺖ
ﺍﻧﮕﺎﺭ ﮐﻪ ﺍﯾﻨﺠﺎ ﻫﯿﭽﮑﯽ ﺯﻧﺪﻩ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ
ﮔﺮﯾﻪ ﻓﺮﺍﻭﻭﻥ ﻭﻗﺖ ﺧﻨﺪﻩ ﻧﯿﺴﺖ
ﮔﻮﻧﻪ ﻫﺎ ﺧﯿﺴﻪ ﺩﻻ ﭘﺎﯾﯿﺰﻩ
ﺑﺎﺭﻭﻥ ﻗﺤﻄﯽ ﺍﺯ ﺍﺑﺮ ﻣﯿﺮﯾﺰﻩ
ﻫﻤﻪ ﺑﺎ ﻫﻢ ﻗﻬﺮ ﻫﻤﻪ ﺍﺯ ﻫﻢ ﺩﻭﺭ
ﺭﻭﺯﺍ ﻣﺜﻞ ﺷﺐ ﺷﺒﺎ ﺳﻮﺕ ﻭ ﮐﻮﺭ
ﺭﻭﺯﺍﯼ ﺭﻭﺷﻦ ﺧﺪﺍﺣﺎﻓﻆ
ﻫﻤﻪ ﻋﺰﺍﺩﺍﺭ ﺳﺮ ﺑﻪ ﮔﺮﯾﺒﻮﻥ
ﻣﺮﺩﺍ ﺳﺮ ﺩﺍﺭ ﺯﻧﺎ ﺗﻮ ﺯﻧﺪﻭﻥ
ﻧﻪ ﺗﻮ ﺁﺳﻤﻮﻥ ﻧﻪ ﺭﻭ ﺯﻣﯿﻨﯿﻢ
ﺍﻧﮕﺎﺭ ﮐﻪ ﺧﻮﺍﺑﯿﻢ ﮐﺎﺑﻮﺱ ﻣﯽ ﺑﯿﻨﯿﻢ
ﻧﻮﺑﺖ ﻣﯿﮕﯿﺮﯾﻢ ﮔﯿﺞ ﻭ ﺑﯽ ﻫﺪﻑ
ﻭﺍﺳﻪ ﻣﺮﺩﻥ ﻫﻢ ﺑﺎﯾﺪ ﺭﻓﺖ ﺗﻮ ﺻﻒ
ﺭﻭﺯﺍ ﻭ ﺷﺒﺎ ﺍﯾﻨﺠﻮﺭ ﻣﯿﮕﺬﺭﻥ
ﻫﺮﺟﺎ ﮐﻪ ﻣﯿﺨﻮﺍﻥ ﻣﺎﺭﻭ ﻣﯿﺒﺮﻥ
ﺭﻭﺯﺍﯼ ﺭﻭﺷﻦ ﺧﺪﺍﺣﺎﻓﻆ
ﺳﺮﺯﻣﯿﻦ ﻣﻦ ﺧﺪﺍﺣﺎﻓﻆ
ﺧﺪﺍﺣﺎﻓﻆ ﺧﺪﺍﺣﺎﻓﻆ
ﺁﺧﻪ ﺗﺎ ﺑﻪ ﮐﯽ ﺁﺭﻭﻡ ﺑﺸﯿﻨﯿﻢ
ﺣﺴﺮﺕ ﺑﮑﺸﯿﻢ ﮔﺮﯾﻪ ﺑﺒﯿﻨﯿﻢ
ﺍﯼ ﺯﻥ ﺗﻨﻬﺎ ﻣﺮﺩ ﺁﻭﺍﺭﻩ
ﻭﻃﻦ ﺩﻝ ﺗﻮﺳﺖ ﺷﺪﻩ ﺻﺪﭘﺎﺭﻩ
ﭘﺎﺷﻮ ﮐﺎﺭﯼ ﮐﻦ ﻓﮑﺮ ﭼﺎﺭﻩ ﺑﺎﺵ
ﻓﮑﺮ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺩﻝ ﭘﺎﺭﻩ ﭘﺎﺭﻩ ﺑﺎﺵ
ﻫﻤﻪ ﻋﺰﺍﺩﺍﺭ ﺳﺮ ﺑﻪ ﮔﺮﯾﺒﻮﻥ
ﻣﺮﺩﺍ ﺳﺮ ﺩﺍﺭ ﺯﻧﺎ ﺗﻮ ﺯﻧﺪﻭﻥ
ﭘﺎﺷﻮ ﮐﺎﺭﯼ ﮐﻦ ﻓﮑﺮ ﭼﺎﺭﻩ ﺑﺎﺵ
ﻓﮑﺮ ﺍﯾﻦ ﺩﻝ ﭘﺎﺭﻩ ﭘﺎﺭﻩ ﺑﺎﺵ

Roozaaye Roshan

The bright days say goodbye
My land, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
Tell me where have those beautiful days gone
Were they part of fairytales or have they left for somewhere else
As if there's no soul alive here
Excessive cries in the absence of laughter
Cheeks are wet, hearts are like autumn
Rain is a rarity, it pours from the clouds
All are at war, all are distant from each other
Days feel like nights, nights are silent and pitch-black
The bright days say goodbye
Everyone is in mourning, heads buried in their laps
Men are decapitated, women imprisoned
Neither in the heavens nor on earth do we exist
As if we are asleep, having a nightmare
We take turns, misguided and astray
To die, one must also join a line
Days and nights pass by like this
They take us wherever they wish
The bright days say goodbye
My land, goodbye
Goodbye, goodbye
Alas, until when will we sit calmly
Yearning, weeping
O lonely women, homeless men
Your homeland is your heart, broken into a hundred pieces
Stand up and do something, think of a solution
Think of this broken heart
Everyone is in mourning, heads buried in their laps
Men are decapitated, women imprisoned
Stand up and do something, think of a solution
Think of this broken heart