Текст и перевод песни Meraj Tehrani - Movakkel (Haj Agha)

Movakkel (Haj Agha)

گربه ها دم حجله ان هر روز
تحتای ِ تخمی ِ پیگرد ، کمبود
زخم رو مشتی که ول کرد رو صورت ِ دیوار
جاش میمونه عبرت ،
از خون در میاد پول
دروغای مرغوب
سکوتای مشکوک
از رکوردای هر روز
بر میاد سود
ورودای ممنوع از اتوبان مسئول
با شئونات خرپول
سَرا تو پایین تنه اس
پایین تنه سران تو ما
جُز اونا که صُبحا آب پرتغالن
شَبا یوگا
طلسم ذهنه،نه جنبله نه جادوها
گاری بارش میرسه بگیره باج از یابوها
انبار زالوی فکر،مجازیا رو کار
چقد جاذبه زوم حواشیا رو ساق
همکار خانمه ، دوست اجتماعی شاه دوماد
عرف خرابه که په ، بشاش تو قانونا
قانون حاجی میبره فیض
خطاب به خاتونا ، خاتون بارون میزنه کی
صداش تو دالونا پارو نادون میزنه که
نمیرسه به ساحل آروم این جنگ حزب ، کذب توی معرکه
ریشه دوونده تو طرز فکر این دسته چک
آینده ی روشنو فاتحه میده قبض قسط
من امیدی ندارم به نسل بعدی ،
نسل قبلی چی یاد گرفته که یاد بده تو مدرسه

توان ِ کول از قشر ِ سوار ِ تو دست رشته
زوال ِ دور از چشم ِ اذهان کور هم سیرش
ما راه افتادیم و میریم جایی که عرب نی بندازه بمیکه نفت از تو دکل
توان ِ کول از قشر ِ سوار ِ تو دست رشته
زوال ِ دور از چشم ِ اذهان کور هم سیرش

ما راه افتادیم حالا میدوییم و عرق میریزه زیر پامونو مست میکنه علف

مشکل سر ِ پایین ِ بابا نیست ، سر بالا رو محرک و مخدره ، بگو نه!
هیچوقت نمیرسیم به آزادی ، تا چرندیات شبیه تویی موثره، بگو نه!
رول دست ِ بچه محصله ، بگو نه!
حق دست ِ ما نه ، دست ِ موکله ، بگو نه!
ممکنه که بتونن مارو سر ِ جا بشونن
آینده با گذشته ی ما مکمله ، بگو نه!
حاج آقا مردم ما چقد ساکتن!
حرف نویی ندارن بازگو کنن واسه هم
زرد میشن و ولی میبینن خواب سرخ شاید
که خشک ان ولی به همین قانع ان
حاج آقا واسه شما بد نمیشه که
بچه ی شما از نداری درد نمیکشه
ذکر شما با تسبیح شاه مقصودتونه
دهن امثال ما فقط بسته میشه هی
حاج آقا حقوقمون کفاف یه ماه نیست
میلیونی که هزینه طوافه به راه نیست
من فداییِ ظهور مرد عدالتم ،
ولی این جواب نامه ی افتاده به چاه نیست

حاج آقا مردم ما چقد ساکتن!

Movakkel (Haj Agha)

Cats are at the wedding ceremony every day
Under the egg-shaped investigation, there is a shortage
The wound on the fist that was thrown on the face of the wall
The place remains a lesson,
Money comes out of blood
Excellent lies
Suspicious silences
From the records of every day
Profit emerges
Forbidden entrances from the official highway
With rich etiquette
The head is in the lower body
The lower body is the head of our leaders
Except for those that drink orange juice in the morning
Do yoga in the evening
It is a spell of the mind, not an aspect or magic
Their cartload of money will come to take tribute from the donkeys
Virtualists work the warehouse of the leech of thought
How much attraction does the zoom of the sidelines have on the leg
The colleague is a woman, the social friend of the prince's father-in-law
The custom is bad, yes, bright in the laws
The law, Hajji, takes grace
Referred to the ladies, when will the lady pour rain
Her voice in the halls plays the dumb tamboura that
It will not reach the calm shore of this party war, falsehood in the commotion
The root runs in the mindset of this check
The bright future is paid for by the installment receipt
I have no hope for the next generation,
What has the previous generation learned to teach in school

The strength of the porter from the riding class in the hand رشته
Decline away from the eyes of blind minds, also, his course
We set off and we go somewhere that the Arabs do not throw bombs, oil from the derrick
The strength of the porter from the riding class in the hand رشته
Decline away from the eyes of blind minds, also, his course

We started now we are running and sweat is dripping under my feet and the grass is intoxicating

The problem is not father's lower body, the upper body is addictive and narcotic, say no!
We will never reach freedom, as long as nonsense like you is effective, say no!
Roll in the hand of the school child, say no!
The right is not in our hands, it is in the hands of the client, say no!
They may be able to make us sit in place
The future is complementary to our past, say no!
Hajj Agha, how silent our people are!
They have nothing new to say to each other
They turn yellow, but maybe they dream of red
That they are dry, but they are satisfied with it
Hajj Agha, it is not bad for you
Your child does not suffer from poverty
Your prayer with the rosary is your desired king
The mouths of people like us are just closed
Hajj Agha, our salaries are not enough for a month
The millions that are spent on pilgrimages are not in the way
I am a devotee of the appearance of the man of justice,
But this is not the answer to a letter that has fallen into a well

Hajj Agha, how silent our people are!