Paroles et traduction Shayea - Asabani

Asabani

یه جایی خوندم برای این که بخوای واقعیتو از کسی بشنوی بهتره عصبانیش کنی
اون قدر عصبانی
که قبل از این که فکر کنه
شروع به حرف زدن کنه

هر جایی ها رو تحویل نگیر
هر جایی نرو، شأن داشته باش
اهمیت نداره اَ کی حرف می شنوی
بی اهمیت به همه شک داشته باش
بر میاد همه چی اَ همه
شیرِ حلال نخورده هر طفلی دهنش که
به من زد هم فکری صدمه
ایده های نوم شد زیر ذهنِ عقبِت لِه
استرس دارم اَ همه بابت
حس میکنم لا آشناها سرِ کارم
کسایی که بغل کردم همه لبه دارن
زخمم اَ تو، اَ بیرون، نفسِ راحت
میکشم وقتی نیستن پیشم
آدمایی که تو موقعیت بیشتر میشن
تا عذر خواستم یکی پیش دستی کرد
عذرِ بیجا نخواه، اَ هیچ کس، هیچ وقت
ادب به آدمِ بی ادب نکن
گشنگی بِکِش، اَ گوشتِ سگ نخور
تو خونه گریه کن، تو کوچه پهن نشو
نشونِ هیچ کس نده پشتِ پردتو
خوشحال نمیشه اَ خوشیت کسی
خام آدمای قشنگ تو سرو ریخت نشی
اون که تو شرایطِ ضروریت از جیب
گذاشت و موند کنارت بگو بِهش رفیق
بقیه آشنان، همین
تو فهرستشونی واسه یه کار داشتنی
حالا یه لیوان آب خواستنی
میگن دریا گِل شد و آبشار کویر
آدما رو هر چی سگ محل تر
بکنی بیشتر بنده تن، جنگ
با خودت اَ اون جا شروع میشه که
میبینی مفت دادی به یه بی ظرفیت شأن

بهم بگو حکمش چیه؟
اون یه نفر که خوشبینیمو به همه کُشت
بگو حکمش چیه؟
اون که درد و دلِ با اشک قاطیِ مَنو به همه گفت
مگه میشه؟
دیگه مگه میشه باز اون آدمِ همیشه شد
(دیگه مگه میشه باز اون آدمِ همیشه شد)

خَریتِ محضه از حدِ
آدما باهاشون بیشتر حرف زد
دلت اگه اضافه معرفت کرد
همه ی لطفات میشه وظیفه ات تهش
تو به یکی گُل بده یه ماه
بعدِ یه ماه یه دونه چَک بزن
حق میده به خودش، فحش بکشه تا
زنده و مُردت تا قبرِ بچه ات
حالا به یکی چَک بزن یه ماه
بعدِ یه ماه بِهش یه دونه گُل بده (گل بده)
خم میشه بذاره لب رو کَفِ پات
نشون می ده رویِ خوش بهت
منم به همه گُل دادم
لطف کردم حالا توقع دارن
اگه یه رو این پسر بد از دنیا رفت
واسه تیکه شکسته های نمکدونامن
مُرد اون آدمِ خونگرم
ذاتِ درستشو فاتحه اشو خوندن
پشیمونِه اگه باورتون کرد
اگه بینتون گذاشت با پاکت پول فرق
اگه براتون نقشه نکشید
اگه نفعِ خودشو دید بعدِ همه چی
دیگه این کاسه ی صبر به ته رسید
تعجب نکن شنیدی به گَله زده شیر
من عصبانیم
اَ این که بهتون میگفتم وَرقام چیَن
اَ این که نگفتم به هر چی اَزم خواستین نه
اَ این که هنو اَ حال برین من اَ حال میرم
اَ اینکه هنو امیدوارم
به دلِ اونا که دلِ کوچیک دارن
به اونا که محبتشونو میشمارن
من بی حساب کتاب به همه شون عشق دادم

بهم بگو حکمش چیه؟
اون یه نفر که خوشبینیمو به همه کُشت
بگو حکمش چیه؟
اون که درد و دلِ با اشک قاطیِ مَنو به همه گفت
مگه میشه؟
دیگه مگه میشه باز اون آدمِ همیشه شد
(دیگه مگه میشه باز اون آدمِ همیشه شد)

Asabani (My Nerves)

I read somewhere that to hear the truth from someone, it's best to make them angry,
So angry
That before they think,
They start talking.

Don't accept every place,
Don't go everywhere, have some dignity,
It doesn't matter who you hear from,
Be suspicious of everyone, no matter how insignificant.
Anything can come from anyone,
Every child who hasn't drunk pure milk, once they open their mouth,
Even thinking with them harms me,
My new ideas get crushed under your backward mind.
I'm stressed about everyone,
I feel like strangers are playing me,
Those I embraced all have edges,
My wounds are from you, from the outside, I breathe a sigh of relief
When they're not around me.
People who become more in the situation,
As soon as I apologized, someone else jumped in,
Don't apologize unnecessarily, to anyone, ever,
Don't be polite to rude people,
Starve, don't eat dog meat,
Cry at home, don't spread yourself on the street,
Don't show anyone behind your curtain,
No one will be happy about your happiness,
Don't be fooled by beautiful people,
The one who in your time of need, from their pocket,
Put something in and stayed by your side, call him a friend,
The rest are just acquaintances, that's all,
They have you on their list for when they need something,
Now, when they want a glass of water,
They say the sea has turned to mud and the waterfall to desert,
The more you ignore people,
The more they become your slave, the war
With yourself starts from the place where
You see you gave your dignity to someone unworthy for free.

Tell me, what's the verdict?
For the one who killed my optimism towards everyone,
Tell me, what's the verdict?
For the one who told everyone my tearful confessions,
Is it possible?
Is it possible to be that same person again?
(Is it possible to be that same person again?)

It's pure stupidity beyond limits
The more you talk to people,
If your heart overflows with kindness,
All your favors become your duty in the end.
Give someone flowers for a month,
Then slap them once,
They give themselves the right to curse you until
You're dead and buried, and even your child's grave,
Now slap someone for a month,
Then give them a flower (Give a flower),
They'll bend down and put their lips on your feet,
They'll show you their good side,
I gave flowers to everyone,
I did them favors, now they expect,
If one day this bad boy leaves the world,
For the broken pieces of my salt shaker,
That warm-hearted person died,
They read the funeral prayer for his good nature,
He regrets believing you,
If he let you differentiate between yourselves with envelopes of money,
If he didn't plot against you,
If he saw his own benefit after everything,
This bowl of patience has reached its end,
Don't be surprised if you hear the lion has attacked the flock,
I'm angry,
That I used to tell you what the numbers were,
That I didn't say no to anything you asked of me,
That I still lose my mind while you enjoy yourselves,
That I still hope
For the hearts of those with small hearts,
For those who count their kindness,
I gave my love to all of them without counting.

Tell me, what's the verdict?
For the one who killed my optimism towards everyone,
Tell me, what's the verdict?
For the one who told everyone my tearful confessions,
Is it possible?
Is it possible to be that same person again?
(Is it possible to be that same person again?)