Paroles et traduction Taham feat. Paya - Behtarin Rahe Mordan

Behtarin Rahe Mordan

سرد شدم چون سخته ببينم تو بقلم ميسوزي / همه چي روشنتر, زندگي قشنگتر از من وقتي دور شي
وقتي شب شد / همه چي سرد شد
من مثله الکل / گفتي منو گرم کن
دختره الکلي / هميشه مستو گيج هرطوري شده ميخواي تحملم کني
من دارم ميکشمت بايد ازم بگذري / بايد بگذري شايد واقعا قسمت نيست
از روزام هيچي نمونده تا به غروبش / بيا همه چيو تموم کن با يه گلوله
چون اين بهترين راهه مردنه ... راهه مردن...
بهترين راهه مردنه ... راهه مردن ...
اين بهترين راهه مردنه ... راهه مردن ...
بهترين راهه مردنه ... راهه مردن
کناره من / صدام بزن
با نگات به من بگو هنوزم مثله قبلا ايم
عزيزم گريه نکن عينه من باش / گريه نکن حيفه اشکات
عزيزم گريه نکن عينه من بااااش
آه...
خط شده کک / چشما باز هنوز يه پلک نزدي ولي شب شده صب
دلت پره غمه رگت پره الکله سرخ / قهوه ي ترک
شايد ريه اروم شه و بس کني صرفه, مغز پره کس شر / با من خاطره ي خار داري از گل سرخت؟
آه... بستمه خستم / از همه از دم
از نئشه کردن و زندگي جديو مسخره کردن يا بره تا دستت با يه باطل ويسکي "Bottle Whisky" / گفتي يا ماله من باش يا ماله هيچکي
نه نميگم کاره تو بده / عزيزم اين بهترين راهه مردنه
بهترين راهه مردنه ... راهه مردن...
بهترين راهه مردنه ... راهه مردن ...
اين بهترين راهه مردنه ... راهه مردن ...
بهترين راهه مردنه ... راهه مردن
چون اين بهترين راهه مردنه ... راهه مردن...
بهترين راهه مردنه ... راهه مردن ...
اين بهترين راهه مردنه ... راهه مردن ...
بهترين راهه مردنه ... راهه مردن

The Best Way to Die

I got cold because it's hard to see you burning in my arms / Everything is brighter, life is more beautiful than me when you go away
When night fell / Everything got cold
I'm like alcohol / You said, warm me up
Alcoholic girl / Always drunk and confused, you want to tolerate me somehow
I'm killing you, you have to let me go / You have to let me go, maybe it's really not meant to be
There's nothing left of my days until sunset / Come on, let's end it all with a bullet
Because this is the best way to die... the way to die...
The best way to die... the way to die...
This is the best way to die... the way to die...
The best way to die... the way to die
Next to me / Call my name
Tell me with your eyes that we're still the same as before
My dear, don't cry, be like me / Don't cry, it's a waste of your tears
My dear, don't cry, be like me
Ah...
Your eyes are lined up with henna, you haven't blinked yet, but the night has turned into morning
Your heart is full of sorrow, your veins are full of alcohol, red and raw, Turkish coffee
Maybe your lungs will calm down and you'll stop coughing, your brain is full of evil thoughts / Do you have any hurtful memories of my red rose?
Ah... I'm tired of it / I'm tired of it all
Of getting high and making fun of life seriously or until your hand is full of a bottle of whiskey, you said either be mine or nobody's
No, I'm not saying it's your fault / My dear, this is the best way to die
The best way to die... the way to die...
The best way to die... the way to die...
This is the best way to die... the way to die...
The best way to die... the way to die
Because this is the best way to die... the way to die...
The best way to die... the way to die...
This is the best way to die... the way to die...
The best way to die... the way to die