Текст и перевод песни Hichkas - Sakhte Mosalmoon Boodan

Sakhte Mosalmoon Boodan

فکر کن نون ملتو آجر بکنی و واسه ساختن مسجد بری آجر دزدی
به خودت بیای، ببینی خون همه رو کردی تو شیشه و باهاش دیوارای مسجدو شستی
باهاش دیوارای مسجدو شستی
مهم نیست اگه اشهدو گفتی
این کارا حتی خدا رو هم می کنن کفری
فرشته ها هاج و واج، بهت و حیرت
همه محکوم بهشتیم، تف به غیرت
ما غیر از خودمون خیر از کسی ندیدیم
دلا مثل هوای دی سرده
هیئت، اشک و نیرنگ یه بوسه از پیکر
بت شکنامون بت، بتامون شیخن
امر به معروف، نهی منکر
امر به معروف، نهی منکر
اونا گفتن دستای خدا رو زمینن
ما نفهمیدیم کی خدا دستو مشت کرد و
کوبید تو شیکم اونایی که گشنه ن
معلوم نی درد دارن یا توی سجده ن
سخته مسلمون بودن
سخته، سخته
وقتی تصویرت از اسلام یه اخمه و قلبی که واسه همیشه زخمه
سخته مسلمون بودن
سخته، سخته
وقتی تصویرت از اسلام یه اخمه و قلبی که واسه همیشه زخمه
سخته مسلمون بودن
سخته مسلمون بودن
دستای خدا تو جیب مردم
دستای خدا تو جیب مردم
رو میز سرگرد، کوبیده سرد شد
دستای خدا بنده
دستای خدا بنده
ابروهای حوریا رو ورمی داره که حاجی بخنده؟
نه، شرمنده
راستی حدیث جدید بگی چنده؟
تُنگ بنویس، بخون تَنگه
یه نقطه شو وردار و بخون ننگه
جُنگ بنویس، بخون جَنگه
قشنگه؟ آره خیلی قشنگه
یه نقطه شو وردار و بگو فشنگه
می گه چادریا خزن
د چادریا خزن
د خزن، د خزن، د خزن
د خزنده، آفتاب پرستن
باعث این وضعن
خیلی هام هستن که بی مغزن
فکر می کنن مشکلا همه وصلن به مذهب
خسته م از پسرفت
بد و بیراه می گم به در و دیوار و
همه مرگ و میرا یه روز به اسم دموکراسی ان و یه روز دین
یه روز ریش، یه روز جین
کروات، استالین
یه روز شمشیر، یه روز سنگ، موشک، مین
تا انسان هست ظلم هم هست
تا انسان هست ظلم هم هست
جمله م تلخ
همه چی سر جاشه، هم تاج، هم تخت
ایران خشک، خاورمیانه هم زخم
سوری شیمیایی شد، ما بدبخت
سخته مسلمون بودن
سخته، سخته
وقتی تصویرت از اسلام یه اخمه و قلبی که واسه همیشه زخمه
سخته مسلمون بودن
سخته مسلمون بودن
سخته مسلمون بودن
سخته، سخته
وقتی تصویرت از اسلام یه اخمه و قلبی که واسه همیشه زخمه
سخته مسلمون بودن
سخته، سخته، سخته، سخته
وقتی تصویرت از اسلام یه اخمه و قلبی که واسه همیشه زخمه
سخته مسلمون بودن
سخته مسلمون بودن

Being a False Muslim

Imagine that you make bread for the people and steal bricks to build a mosque.
When you come to your senses, you see that you have made everyone's blood run cold and you have washed the walls of the mosque with it.
You have washed the walls of the mosque with it.
It doesn't matter if you have said the shahada.
These actions even make God angry.
The angels are aghast, in shock and amazement.
We are all condemned to heaven, shame on our honor.
We have not seen any good from anyone other than ourselves.
Hearts are cold like the winter air.
The congregation, the tears, and the deceit of a kiss from a body.
Our idol breakers are idols, our idols are sheikhs.
Commanding what is right, forbidding what is wrong.
Commanding what is right, forbidding what is wrong.
They said that the hands of God are on earth.
We did not understand when God clenched His fist and
slammed it into the stomachs of those who are not hungry.
It is unclear whether they are in pain or prostration.
It is difficult to be a Muslim.
It's hard, it's hard.
When your image of Islam is a frown and a heart that is forever wounded.
It is difficult to be a Muslim.
It's hard, it's hard.
When your image of Islam is a frown and a heart that is forever wounded.
It is difficult to be a Muslim.
It is difficult to be a Muslim.
God's hands are in people's pockets.
God's hands are in people's pockets.
On the sergeant's desk, they pounded and grew cold.
God's hands, servant.
God's hands, servant.
Does the swelling of the houris' eyebrows make the Hajji laugh?
No, I'm sorry.
By the way, how much is the new Hadith?
Write it tight, read it tight.
Remove a dot and read it as shame.
Write war and read it as war.
Beautiful? Yes, it's very beautiful.
Remove a dot and say it's cool.
He says the veiled women are trash.
The veiled women are trash.
Trash, trash, trash.
They are reptiles, sun worshippers.
They are the cause of this situation.
There are also many who are brainless.
They think that all problems are related to religion.
I'm tired of regression.
I curse the walls and
Everyone's death and destruction is one day in the name of democracy and one day in the name of religion.
One day a beard, one day jeans.
Tie, Stalin.
One day a sword, one day a stone, a missile, a mine.
As long as there are humans, there will be oppression.
As long as there are humans, there will be oppression.
My sentence is bitter.
Everything is in place, both the crown and the throne.
Dry Iran, wounded Middle East.
Syria was chemically attacked, we are unlucky.
It is difficult to be a Muslim.
It's hard, it's hard.
When your image of Islam is a frown and a heart that is forever wounded.
It is difficult to be a Muslim.
It's hard to be a Muslim.
It is difficult to be a Muslim.
It's hard, it's hard.
When your image of Islam is a frown and a heart that is forever wounded.
It is difficult to be a Muslim.
It's hard, it's hard, it's hard, it's hard.
When your image of Islam is a frown and a heart that is forever wounded.
It is difficult to be a Muslim.
It is difficult to be a Muslim.