Текст и перевод песни E p i c u r e - How This Will End

How This Will End

نمیدونستی یه روز میگی چه زود بزرگ شدی
میخواستی زود نشنوی ولی نفهمیدی یه روز میاد باید گردن رو با پول کلفت کنی
اینجا پول میدن روز رو میخرن که
شب بری تو جا بعد دود رو میدن دستت
ببین دختره اونقدرهم بد نی
میخواد خوب زندگی کنه که پول رو میپرسته
همه بنده ی مارک بُلیز
داداش برو تو این دنیا جا پارک تو نیست
جایی که دیگه شده بانک تروریست
کاری از تو ساخته نیست بده فاک به پلیس
اینجا یه سری با گل خو میگیرن
یه سری هم خودشون رو پر رو می بینن
مردمت انقدر خالی و پوچن که از سریال جم تی وی الگو میگیرن اه .
اینجا مد شده درون پاشی ، سریع میخورنت حتی اگه حروم باشی
دیگه یادت نی از اون داشی ، مگه نمیدونی تش باید از اون باشی
زندگی رولِ بچه ، باس بشی متوجه
اونا چِت بازی که با رولِ خدا شده نعشه
روز خواب شب لش ته کشیده جنبه اش
خیلی وقته تن مده روح کاملا پشم
اونایی که فقط امروز رو میبینن فکر میکنن تو چشمت کوره
نمیفهمن فقط درکشون به دور و ور خودشونه و تو فکرت دوره
میدونم خسته ای ولی باور نکن هیچ وقت ببازی
میخوام همین الان پاشی ، بازم همه چیو از نو بسازی
هیچ وقت نگو سردرگمم بگو نمیذارم حرفاشونو تو مغزم کنن
تو همونی که تَش یکم دو یک هم خورده ولی اینو بدون هر مردی که زخمیه تا وقتی امید هست برده
حاکم پوله نه ؟ بَرده
هوای دلمم بد سرده
هر وقت تنها میشم یکی در گوشم زمزمه میکنه که مرگ حقه
میگه یه زمانی خوب حالیت بود
حالا پُرِ تاثیر روت هالیوود
الان الگوش جَک اَس ـه اونی که عاشق اسطوره های فوتبالی بود
خدا زد در گوشم که نپره هوشم
گفت دنیا شیشه است من ضربدر روشم
تو این آدم ها من خودمو گم کردم
بین این همه جو زده کوشم
نگا میکنم به تهران از دور
دیگه ضعیفه چشمام بدجور
من با گذشتـَم دست به یقه شدم
تا بتونم خاطرات رو بندازم دور اه
اصل تو وصله به ریشه است
اون که سیاسی میخونه همش حرفه کلیشه است
بیخیال اینا زوم شو رو هدف که واسه رسیدن به نشونه مرگه بدی شصت
اگه مخت شده تیلیت فکر فرداست
اگه خون تو رگات عین چی میکشه فریاد
اگه لشی مثل من و هر روز مستی بازم بگو خدا پشتمه ، بذار شیرین بشه درد هات
هیچ وقت نگو سردرگمم بگو نمیذارم حرفاشونو تو مغزم کنن
تو همونی که تَش یکم دو یک هم خورده ولی اینو بدون هر مردی که زخمیه تا وقتی امید هست بُرده
متفقین

How This Will End

You didn't know that one day you would say how quickly you grew up.
You didn't want to grow up too soon, but you didn't realize that one day you would have to earn a lot of money.
Here, they pay for the day.
At night, you go to bed and smoke.
See, that girl is not so bad.
She wants to live well because she worships money.
Everyone is a slave to fashion.
Dude, this world is not for you.
Where terrorists have become banks.
You can't do anything about it, so fuck the police.
Here, some people get high on cannabis.
Some people think they are too good.
Your people are so empty and vapid that they take their cues from the TV series Channel Gem. Oh.
It's become fashionable to gossip; they'll quickly eat you up, even if you're forbidden.
You don't remember that guy anymore. Don't you know that you should belong to that guy?
Life is a game, child, and you have to realize that.
They are playing a game of God's will and getting drunk.
They are sleepy during the day and lazy at night. Their self-control has gone to pieces.
Their bodies have been worn out for a long time, and their souls are completely exhausted.
Those who only live in the present think that you are blind.
They don't understand that their thoughts are limited to their own surroundings, while yours reach much further.
I know you're tired, but don't ever give up.
I want you to get up right now and start over.
Don't ever say you're confused; say you won't let their words get to you.
You are the one who has been beaten, but you should know that any man who is wounded is still a slave as long as he has hope.
Money is the ruler, right? A slave.
My heart is also very cold.
Whenever I'm alone, a voice whispers in my ear that death is the truth.
It says that there was a time when you understood.
Now you are full of Hollywood influences.
Now your role model is Jack Ace, the one who used to idolize soccer legends.
God knocked me on the head so I wouldn't lose my mind.
He said the world is glass and I'm a cross on it.
I've lost myself among these people.
I'm surrounded by a bunch of bandwagon fans.
I look at Tehran from afar.
Now my eyesight is very weak.
I've come to terms with my past.
So I can throw those memories away. Oh.
The most important thing is to stay connected to your roots.
People who talk about politics are all just talking clichés.
Forget about all that and focus on your goal. To achieve your goals, you might have to take a few knocks, but that's nothing.
If your brains are mush, you should think about tomorrow.
If the blood in your veins is screaming, speak up.
If you're a bum like me and drunk every day, still say God is on my side, let the pain become sweet.
Don't ever say you're confused; say you won't let their words get to you.
You are the one who has been beaten, but you should know that any man who is wounded is still a slave as long as he has hope.
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