Agha Balasar - Tara traduction en anglais

Agha Balasar

نخواستم...
نخواستم...
آقا بالاسر نخواستم، یار بی سفر نخواستم
یه سر و هزار سودا داره، من دردسر نخواستم
یه سر و هزار سودا داره، من دردسر نخواستم
خونم تو شیشه میگیره، همش بهونه میگیره
یه روز تا پا خونم میاد،نشسته زود میخواد بره...
میگن همسایه ها آقا بالاسره.گلای رنگارنگ برام نمیخره، برام نمیخره
دوباره باز میای رو زخم من نمک بپاشی
برات سفره نچیدم که تو هم نخورده باشی
خدارو خوش میاد به پات بسوزم تو نباشی
آخه قصه ی ما به کجا کشیده و تو کجاشی
آقا بالاسر نخواستم، یار بی سفر نخواستم
یه سر و هزار سودا داره، من دردسر نخواستم
یه سر و هزار سودا داره، من دردسر نخواستم
خونم تو شیشه میگیره، همش بهونه میگیره
یه روز تا پا خونم میاد،نشسته زود میخواد بره...
میگن همسایه ها آقا بالاسره.گلای رنگارنگ برام نمیخره، برام نمیخره
نخواستم...
دوباره باز میای رو زخم من نمک بپاشی
برات سفره نچیدم که تو هم نخورده باشی
خدارو خوش میاد به پات بسوزم تو نباشی
آخه قصه ی ما به کجا کشیده و تو کجاشی
آقا بالاسر نخواستم، یار بی سفر نخواستم
یه سر و هزار سودا داره، من دردسر نخواستم
یه سر و هزار سودا داره، من دردسر نخواستم

Agha Balasar

Didn't want to...
Didn't want to...
Agha Balasar, I didn't want to, I didn't want a rootless companion
One head and a thousand fantasies, I didn't want trouble
One head and a thousand fantasies, I didn't want trouble
My veins are popping, you just keep making excuses
One day you'll visit me on your deathbed, you're always in a hurry to leave...
The neighbors say, Agha Balasar. You don't buy me colorful flowers, you don't buy them for me
Once again you come to sprinkle salt on my wounds
I didn't set the table for you to come here and go hungry
Is God pleased that I should burn for you if you're not here
Where have our stories taken us, and where are you
Agha Balasar, I didn't want to, I didn't want a rootless companion
One head and a thousand fantasies, I didn't want trouble
One head and a thousand fantasies, I didn't want trouble
My veins are popping, you just keep making excuses
One day you'll visit me on your deathbed, you're always in a hurry to leave...
The neighbors say, Agha Balasar. You don't buy me colorful flowers, you don't buy them for me
Didn't want to...
Once again you come to sprinkle salt on my wounds
I didn't set the table for you to come here and go hungry
Is God pleased that I should burn for you if you're not here
Where have our stories taken us, and where are you
Agha Balasar, I didn't want to, I didn't want a rootless companion
One head and a thousand fantasies, I didn't want trouble
One head and a thousand fantasies, I didn't want trouble