Текст и перевод песни Bijan Mortazavi - Lavand

Lavand

تو از چرخش یک رقص
تو خلوت شبانه
یا از متن یک تصویر
لوند و دلبرانه
تو از کجا شکفتی
تو از کجای قصه
که شب نیلوفری شه
مثل دنیای قصه

از آفاق کدوم قصه شکفتی
که هم پرواز رویا نازنینی
که مثل شوق آزادی زلالی
مثل حس رهایی دل نشینی
شب از اسم تو گلبارون
من از عطر عبور تو
نگاه آینه پر شد از
گل سرخ حضور تو

تو از چرخش یک رقص
تو خلوت شبانه
یا از متن یک تصویر
لوند و دلبرانه
تو از کجا شکفتی
تو از کجای قصه
که شب نیلوفری شه
مثل دنیای قصه

ردای عشق پوشید
شب خاکستری پوش
چراغون شد از آواز
حریم سرد خاموش
منو خاکستر شعر
توو گلباد روشن
به بادم دادی اما
نجاتم دادی از مرگ

تو از چرخش یک رقص
تو خلوت شبانه
یا از متن یک تصویر
لوند و دلبرانه
تو از کجا شکفتی
تو از کجای قصه
که شب نیلوفری شه
مثل دنیای قصه

از آفاق کدوم قصه شکفتی
که هم پرواز رویا نازنینی
که مثل شوق آزادی زلالی
مثل حس رهایی دل نشینی
شب از اسم تو گلبارون
من از عطر عبور تو
نگاه اینه پر شد از
گل سرخ حضور تو

تو از چرخش یک رقص
تو خلوت شبانه
یا از متن یک تصویر
لوند و دلبرانه
تو از کجا شکفتی
تو از کجای قصه
که شب نیلوفری شه
مثل دنیای قصه

Lavender

You are from the whirl of a dance
You are from the seclusion of the night
Or from the text of a picture
Charming and enchanting
Where did you emerge from
From which part of the story,
That the night becomes a blue lotus,
Like the world of a story

From which horizon of which story did you emerge
That you are both a gentle flight of dreams
That you are as clear as the desire for freedom
Like the feeling of liberation, delightful
The night is showering flowers from your name
I am from the fragrance of your passing
The mirror's gaze is filled with
The red rose of your presence

You are from the whirl of a dance
You are from the seclusion of the night
Or from the text of a picture
Charming and enchanting
Where did you emerge from
From which part of the story,
That the night becomes a blue lotus,
Like the world of a story

You wore the cloak of love
The gray-clad night
Was illuminated by the song
The sanctuary, cold and silent
Me, ashes of poetry
In a bright flower garden
You gave me to the wind, but
You saved me from death

You are from the whirl of a dance
You are from the seclusion of the night
Or from the text of a picture
Charming and enchanting
Where did you emerge from
From which part of the story,
That the night becomes a blue lotus,
Like the world of a story

From which horizon of which story did you emerge
That you are both a gentle flight of dreams
That you are as clear as the desire for freedom
Like the feeling of liberation, delightful
The night is showering flowers from your name
I am from the fragrance of your passing
The mirror's gaze is filled with
The red rose of your presence

You are from the whirl of a dance
You are from the seclusion of the night
Or from the text of a picture
Charming and enchanting
Where did you emerge from
From which part of the story,
That the night becomes a blue lotus,
Like the world of a story