Текст и перевод песни Mohsen Namjoo - Hammash

Hammash

روزی شدم به نوره، نوره پخش و هوا رفت
روزی شدم به سوله، سوله ریخت و به گا رفت
روزی شدم به تهی، غش کرد و دلش گرفت و رفت
روزی شدم به صداقت، وای وای وا وای، کجا رفت
وای وای وا وای، کجا رفت
وای وای وا وای، کجا رفت
وای وای وا وای، کجا رفت
وای وای وا وای، کجا رفت
همش دلم می گیره، همش تنم اسیره
خنجر زدم خوب نشد، بل بل زدم جور نشد
همش دلم می گیره، همش تنم اسیره
خنجر زدم خوب نشد، بل بل زدم جور نشد
ما را به جام هندی، ما را به رسم رندی
ما را به رنج دوری، ما را به عشق و شوری
ما را به راز فاشی، ما را به آش و لاشی
ما را به حامله ی باکره، ما را به شهید زنده
ما را به حامله ی باکره، ما را به شهید زنده
همش دلم می گیره، همش تنم اسیره
خنجر زدم خوب نشد، بل بل زدم جور نشد
همش دلم می گیره، همش تنم اسیره
خنجر زدم خوب نشد، بل بل زدم جور نشد
ما را به شیخ موبایل دار، ما را به بسیجی فایل دار
ما را به نهضت حسین، ما را به فرودگاه خمین
ما را به رهبر صوفی، ما را به تایپ کوفی
ما را به حامله ی باکره، ما را به شهید زنده
ما را به آسفالت سوراخ، ما را به لذت آخ
ما را به حامله ی باکره، ما را به شهید زنده
همش دلم می گیره، همش تنم اسیره
خنجر زدم خوب نشد، بل بل زدم جور نشد
همش دلم می گیره، همش تنم اسیره
خنجر زدم خوب نشد، بل بل زدم جور نشد
They shot us down BANG BANG
We hit the ground BANG BANG
That awful sound BANG BANG
All babys shot us down
خنجر زدم خوب نشد، بل بل زدم جور نشد
همش دلم می گیره، همش تنم اسیره
We always win the fight BANG BANG
They shot us down BANG BANG
We hit the ground BANG BANG
That awful sound BANG BANG
All babys shot us down
We always win the fight BANG BANG

Hammash

Once I became the light, the light spread, and the air cleared
Once I became the pillar, the pillar collapsed and went to hell
Once I became the empty, it fainted and clutched its heart and died
Once I became the honesty, where did it go?
Where did it go?
Where did it go?
Where did it go?
Where did it go?
My heart is always heavy, my soul is my captive
I stabbed, but it didn't heal, I sang like a nightingale, but it didn't help
My heart is always heavy, my soul is my captive
I stabbed, but it didn't heal, I sang like a nightingale, but it didn't help
Give us the cup of the Indians, give us the way of the dervishes
Give us the pain of separation, give us the madness of love
Give us the secret of the scandal, give us the mess and chaos
Give us the pregnant virgin, give us the living martyr
Give us the pregnant virgin, give us the living martyr
My heart is always heavy, my soul is my captive
I stabbed, but it didn't heal, I sang like a nightingale, but it didn't help
My heart is always heavy, my soul is my captive
I stabbed, but it didn't heal, I sang like a nightingale, but it didn't help
Give us the mobile phone sheikh, give us the file-carrying zealot
Give us the Husayn uprising, give us the Khomeini airport
Give us the Sufi leader, give us the Kufic typography
Give us the pregnant virgin, give us the living martyr
Give us the holed asphalt, give us the pleasure of the hereafter
Give us the pregnant virgin, give us the living martyr
My heart is always heavy, my soul is my captive
I stabbed, but it didn't heal, I sang like a nightingale, but it didn't help
My heart is always heavy, my soul is my captive
I stabbed, but it didn't heal, I sang like a nightingale, but it didn't help
They shot us down BANG BANG
We hit the ground BANG BANG
That awful sound BANG BANG
All babies shot us down
I stabbed, but it didn't heal, I sang like a nightingale, but it didn't help
My heart is always heavy, my soul is my captive
We always win the fight BANG BANG
They shot us down BANG BANG
We hit the ground BANG BANG
That awful sound BANG BANG
All babies shot us down
We always win the fight BANG BANG