Текст и перевод песни Ho3ein - Haqhighat

Haqhighat

اوضاع بگی نگی بد نی نه
خیره ترینی که تا یجوری پا میگیری میری پی هدفای رنگی تر
هه.
تند میری خدا جریمت کرد باز
پشت سر پُره جریمه اس
دوس داری شبا تش جایی خواب بری قصه پرواز و پریدن
تیک تاک و شبا بدبین نه بات
روز باز میشه تعطیل سگ لاش
پنچر شدی ولی مث کم باد
وایسادی قوی تر از قبلی ، تنها
ایده آل ایده ، آل سر میده پات بعد میده بال نسبیه مث کیفیت تو یه دید اون سخت میشه باز بهتر که بگم من از دید عام
معلومه تش سخت پولو تخته هر روز و شب سگدو تو شهر
زندگی اینه از دید جمع
پُر بشه چپ تف به شکم
گرگ گرگ میخوره که گرگ بشه کم
Everything I want I have
Money, notoriety and rivieras
I even think I found God
In the flash bulbs of the pretty cameras
Pretty cameras, pretty cameras
Am I glamorous? Tell me am I glamorous
اگه همه درا قفلن یه راه هست.
چرا هست چه راحت یه راه هس که ساده اس
واندی که کلید اراده اس ها
مقصد دوره چیزی نزدیک نی پس یاد نگیر جایی درگیر شی
یاد بگیر اگه بدی کردن بت صاف کنی ولی نره لبخنده
راه گاه میشه لغزنده یاد بگیر پاشی ولی نه از اون دنده
هه .مگه میشه برگردی؟
مگه میشه برگردی
این سفره مگه ته تش تلخ نی پ بده بره دنیارو چی بغل کردی؟
بگو باشه نگو چرا ؛ نگو چرا نگو نه
توکه دور و ورو دیدی دیگه میگیری که وقت کمه تصفیه باشه برا بعد
بگو باشه نگو چرا ؛ بشو یکی شبیه من
حقیقتو بگو حقیقتو بخواه حتی اگه زیر خاک بری جای جریمه اش
Everything I want I have
Money, notoriety and rivieras
I even think I found God
In the flash bulbs of the pretty cameras
Pretty cameras, pretty cameras
Am I glamorous? Tell me am I glamorous
حقیقتو میخوام حقیقت
پی جوابای جدیدم
بدو بگو چیه جریمم مرد کمه از روش یه چند باری پریدم گرگی
خوبی یا اونم پاشو تش خوردیم
گاف دادی خودی زده ولی تش بردی
مشکله اینه خودی در کل نی
دس دادی بشون بگو چرا نشمردی
انگشتاتو میگیری
دوتا کمه یهو میبینی
خودی زده کار کسی نی با برد بگو تلخی باخت میشه شیرینی نه
نـه حاجی هنوزم تلخه
صلح اگه نیومد سمتت
یه نفره رارو برو نتیجه ها گاهی جلو چیزی نی که بشی راضی از صبرت
Everything I want I have
Money, notoriety and rivieras
I even think I found God
In the flash bulbs of the pretty cameras
Pretty cameras, pretty cameras
Am I glamorous? Tell me am I glamorous

The Truth

Things aren't so bad, you know, not really
You're the brightest, as soon as you find your footing, you'll chase after more colorful goals
Heh.
You're going fast, God's emboldened you again
There are a lot of fines behind you
You like to sleep somewhere at night with stories of flight and soaring
Tick-tock and nights, not pessimistic with you
Day breaks, the lazy dog's holiday
You got a flat tire, but it's like low air
You stood, stronger than before, alone
Ideal idea, ideal gives your foot a head start then gives you wings, it's relative, like your quality in one view, it becomes difficult again, it's better if I say from the general view
It's obvious, it's hard to get money, every day and night, hustling in the city
This is life from the collective view
Fill the left, spit on the stomach
Wolf eats wolf to become less of a wolf
Everything I want I have
Money, notoriety and rivieras
I even think I found God
In the flash bulbs of the pretty cameras
Pretty cameras, pretty cameras
Am I glamorous? Tell me am I glamorous
If all doors are locked, there's a way.
Why is there, so easily, a way that is simple
The one where the key is willpower, huh
The destination is far, nothing is close, so don't learn to get involved anywhere
Learn, if they do wrong to you, to smooth it over, but don't let the smile fade
The road sometimes gets slippery, learn to get up, but not from that side
Heh. Can you go back?
Can you go back
Isn't the end of this spread bitter? Let it go, what have you embraced the world with?
Say okay, don't say why; don't say why, don't say no
Since you've seen around, you understand that time is short, let purification be for later
Say okay, don't say why; become someone like me
Tell the truth, seek the truth, even if you go under the soil instead of a fine
Everything I want I have
Money, notoriety and rivieras
I even think I found God
In the flash bulbs of the pretty cameras
Pretty cameras, pretty cameras
Am I glamorous? Tell me am I glamorous
I want the truth, the truth
I'm looking for new answers
Run, tell me what my crime is, a man died, I jumped over him a few times, wolfishly
Are you good or did we eat your share too
You blundered, you hit yourself, but you won from it
The problem is, there's no self at all
You shook their hands, tell me why you didn't count
You grab your fingers
Two are missing, suddenly you see
It was a self-inflicted hit, no one else's doing, with winning say the bitterness of losing becomes sweetness, no
No, Hajji, it's still bitter
If peace doesn't come towards you
Go alone on the path, sometimes the results aren't ahead of what you become satisfied with from your patience
Everything I want I have
Money, notoriety and rivieras
I even think I found God
In the flash bulbs of the pretty cameras
Pretty cameras, pretty cameras
Am I glamorous? Tell me am I glamorous