Текст и перевод песни Moein - Mast

Mast

اونا که تو زندگیشون قصه های خوب شنیدند
تو قمار زندگانی همه جور بازی رو دیدند
اونا که تو خلوت شب شعرهای حافظ رو خوندند
همه راه و رفتن اما بر سر دو راهی موندند
بهشون بگید که اینجا یه نفر همیشه مسته
یه نفر همیشه تنها سر این کوچه نشسته
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بهشون بگید که قصه اش مثل شاهنومه درازه
کی بوده کجا رسیده چه جوری باید بسازه
حالا قصه هاشو مستا توی میخونه ها میگند
اما اون همیشه مستو توی اونجا راه نمیدند
بهشون بگید که اینجا یه نفر همیشه مسته
یه نفر همیشه تنها سر این کوچه نشسته
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دیگه نیست کمند دلها گیسوهای رنگ برفش
دیگه میخونه جایی نیست که بیاد رو لب و حرفش
بزارید همه بدونن که به دست غم اسیره
آخرش یه شب همینجا سر این کوچه میمیره
بهشون بگید که اینجا یه نفر همیشه مسته
یه نفر همیشه تنها سر این کوچه نشسته
من امشب سرخوش و دیوانه و مست و غزل خوانم
به جام می پناه آورده ام
به جام می پناه آورده ام از غم گریزانم
گر از میخانه باز آیم
گر از میخانه باز آیم مرا غم باز می جوید
روید ای دوستان من گوشه میخانه می مانم
می مانم
دیگه نیست کمند دلها گیسوهای رنگ برفش
دیگه میخونه جایی نیست که بیاد رو لب و حرفش
بزارید همه بدونن که به دست غم اسیره
آخرش یه شب همینجا سر این کوچه میمیره
بهشون بگید که اینجا یه نفر همیشه مسته
یه نفر همیشه تنها سر این کوچه نشسته

Drunkard

Those who have heard good stories in their lives
Have seen all kinds of games in the gamble of life
Those who have recited Hafez's poems in the solitude of the night
Have walked all the way but have stopped at a crossroads
Tell them that there is someone here who is always drunk
Someone always sits alone at the head of this alley
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Tell them that his story is long like the Shahnameh
Who he was, where he reached, how he should build
Now his stories are told by the drunks in the taverns
But he is never allowed in there when he is drunk
Tell them that there is someone here who is always drunk
Someone always sits alone at the head of this alley
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The lasso of hearts is no longer her snow-colored hair
The tavern is no longer a place where her words can be uttered
Let everyone know that he is a prisoner of sorrow
In the end, he will die right here at the head of this alley one night
Tell them that there is someone here who is always drunk
Someone always sits alone at the head of this alley
I am overjoyed, crazy, drunk, and singing ghazals tonight
I have taken refuge in my cup
I have taken refuge in my cup to escape sorrow
If I come back from the tavern
If I come back from the tavern, sorrow will seek me out again
Go, my friends, I will stay in the corner of the tavern
I will stay
The lasso of hearts is no longer her snow-colored hair
The tavern is no longer a place where her words can be uttered
Let everyone know that he is a prisoner of sorrow
In the end, he will die right here at the head of this alley one night
Tell them that there is someone here who is always drunk
Someone always sits alone at the head of this alley