Paroles et traduction Shahram Shabpareh - Vay Vay

Vay Vay

تو این زمونه،عشق نمیمونه.عاشقیو عشق چیه؟وفا کدومه
رفته محبت،غم شده عادت.کجا رفیق کجائی دوست،کجائی همدم
گلی تو دنیا،پیدا نمیشه.گل رفته خار اومده،بهار چی میشه
در آغوش باد،من رفتم از یاد.سکوت این قلب شکستم شده فریاد
حالا وای وای، وای وای وای،حالا وای وای، وای وای وای،
تو این زمونه،عشق نمیمونه.عاشقیو عشق چیه؟وفا کدومه
رقته محبت،غم شده عادت.کجا رفیق کجائی دوست،کجائی همدم
گلی تو دنیا،پیدا نمیشه.گل رفته خار اومده،بهار چی میشه
در آغوش باد،من رفتم از یاد.سکوت این قلب شکستم شده فریاد
حالا وای وای، وای وای وای،حالا وای وای، وای وای وای،
تو این زمونه،عشق نمیمونه.عاشقیو عشق چیه؟وفا کدومه
رقته محبت،غم شده عادت.کجا رفیق کجائی دوست،کجائی همدم
گلی تو دنیا،پیدا نمیشه.گل رفته خار اومده،بهار چی میشه
در آغوش باد،من رفتم از یاد.سکوت این قلب شکستم شده فریاد
حالا وای وای، وای وای وای،حالا وای وای، وای وای وای،

Woe Woe

In this era, love does not last. What is love and passion? Where is loyalty?
Affection is lost, sorrow has become common practice. Where are you, my friend, where are you, my comrade, where are you, my confidant?
There is no flower to be found in the world. The flower is gone and the thorns have come, what has become of the spring?
In the arms of the wind, I have been forgotten. The silence of my broken heart has become a cry.
Now woe woe, woe woe woe, now woe woe, woe woe woe,
In this era, love does not last. What is love and passion? Where is loyalty?
Affection is lost, sorrow has become common practice. Where are you, my friend, where are you, my comrade, where are you, my confidant?
There is no flower to be found in the world. The flower is gone and the thorns have come, what has become of the spring?
In the arms of the wind, I have been forgotten. The silence of my broken heart has become a cry.
Now woe woe, woe woe woe, now woe woe, woe woe woe,
In this era, love does not last. What is love and passion? Where is loyalty?
Affection is lost, sorrow has become common practice. Where are you, my friend, where are you, my comrade, where are you, my confidant?
There is no flower to be found in the world. The flower is gone and the thorns have come, what has become of the spring?
In the arms of the wind, I have been forgotten. The silence of my broken heart has become a cry.
Now woe woe, woe woe woe, now woe woe, woe woe woe,