Paroles et traduction Putak - Kojae

Kojae

بیش از حد دیگه شده تنهائیام
من و تو دیوونه ی سرما
هنوزم یادمه اون تاریکی که
گفتیم بریم با هم لب دریا
بگو چرا به هیچ وجه You Dont Even Talk About Me
چرا خب You Dont Give a Fuck About Me

همینجوری بغض توو چشامه یعنی
شاید ببارم تا بارون سالِ بعدی
هنوز هست اسمت تووی خاطراتم
وقتی فکر میکنم شاید از دنیا داشت تقدیر
نمیخوام کسی رو بکنم من تهدید
نیومدم اینجا چیزی رو من بدم تغییر

I Dont Know if You Wanna Suicide
I Can Help You Sweet Heart

ولی تهشو
Your Decide

هنوز دلم تنگ میشه میره هی
روز تولدم بگو چی میشه حیف
یه ساده نمیگذرم ازت هیچگاه
همه کالام تبدیل شدن به یه میس کال
شاید دلِ تنگِ منو ندیدی
واسه همینه میذاری و میری
با ماست
خدا با ماس ولی راه میرم جلو میبازم هی
یادگار امام، فقر گرسنگی
بچه هایی که با بی پولی میسازن هی

بگو چرا You Dont Even Talk About Me
چرا خب You Dont Give a Fuck About Me

هیچی اصلاً نیست واسه تو مهم نه الان
همیشه رسیدی تو به کار بعدیت
شاید روزی بیاد با بارونِ سال بعدی
شاید دلم تنگ نشه مثه دلِ سعدی
الان هیچ حسی تو حس و حال من نی
اصلاً نمیفهمی، اصلاً نمیفهمی
هیچی رو تو نمیفهمیش
شاید خدا خودتو زدی تو به بی رحمی
هیچی رو تو نمیفهمی
منم چیزی رو نمیخوام اینجا بدم تغییر
شدی خدای دلای رنگی
جدا از دلای تنگی
که همیشه به یادت هستن
خدا کجایی ، کجایی

Kojae

My loneliness has become unbearable
You and I, crazy about the cold
I still remember that dark night
When we said let's go to the beach together
Tell me why You Don't Even Talk About Me
Why is it that You Don't Give a Fuck About Me

My eyes are filled with unshed tears
I might cry until next year's rain
Your name is still in my memories
When I think about it, maybe the world was destined
I don't want to threaten anyone
I didn't come here to change anything

I Don't Know if You Want to Suicide
I Can Help You Sweet Heart

But in the end
It's Your Decide

I still miss you, and it hurts
My birthday is coming, what will it be like without you?
I can't get over you
All my messages to you are missed calls
Maybe you don't see how much I miss you
That's why you leave me and go
With us
God is with us but I keep losing
The Imam's legacy, poverty and hunger
Children who make do with their poverty

Tell me why You Don't Even Talk About Me
Why is it that You Don't Give a Fuck About Me

Nothing matters to you anymore
You're always on to the next thing
Maybe one day it will rain next year
Maybe I won't miss you like Saadi
I feel nothing now
You don't understand, you don't understand
You don't understand anything
Maybe God made you cruel
You don't understand anything
I don't want to change anything here
You've become the god of colorful hearts
Apart from the hearts that are full of longing
That always remember you
God, where are you, where are you?