Текст и перевод песни Sasan Sunami - Eyne Ye Mard

Eyne Ye Mard

دنیا چند وقتیه که بی انصاف شدی
یه خورده حسابی مونده که باهم صاف کنیم
تو که دنیامو خاک کردی تو باغچت
بدنم خط خطیه
یه کاکتوس دارم رو طاقچم عین من رفتنیه
ولی باز دمش گرم پشتمو پانسمان کرد
افکار مردمم هنوز سرده واسم
ولی از گرمای گلدونش یه شال بافته واسم
دقیقا عین یه مرد
ما که فرقمون یخ کرد تو زمستون خورشیدم
زندونی شد ولی تو یه دنیای خوشگلو واسه من نقاشی کن
مقابل هیچ کسی من خم نشدم غرورم فلک نشد
زانوهات شکست رو آسفالت واسه من فلج نشد
حتی اگه به نفعم باشه یا اگر سقف دنیا کوتاه تر از قامتم باشه
آه عین یه مرد یه چیزایی هنوز هست واسشون میجنگم
که قد خنده بچت واسه من قشنگن
یه چیزایی قدیم بود که الان ریختمشون عین
رفیق عین ترس هرچند که خودم ساختمشون عین یه مرد
تو که دنیامو خاک کردی تو باقچت بدنم خط خطیه
من آن آتش پرستم
مرا در هم شکستند
من آن آتش پرستم
مرا در هم شکستند
با من باش هرچند تقصیر من بود که سر سفره هر ناخدایی نشستم
هرچند من بودم همه باوراتو شکستم
هرچند به خنده های مردم من طاعون زده
هرچند [؟] از ناله های روی تختت آروم تره
ولی خب درندم از نژاد جنگلم
من همون جنگندم عین ستون محکمم
من همون آتش پرستم که به زور شکستنم
منو از آتیش نترسون که خودم جهنمم
شنیدم عابد این شهر خودش الکلیه
بخاطر پست و مقام چندتا جوون سر بریده
خونشم زرشکیه عبادتش به خاطر جنده های بهشتیه
ولی خب مردمیه احترامش واجبه غیر از اینم سر بریده
با من باش من خودم جهنمم سینمم پر از دوده وطنم تو زمستونه
تو خودتو نباز مرد بزار آدم برفیاشون تا میتونن سرد باشن
بعد از اون بهار هست
دنیا چند وقتیه که بی انصاف شدی
یه خورده حسابی مونده که باهم صاف کنیم
من آن آتش پرستم
مرا در هم شکستند
من آن آتش پرستم
مرا در هم شکستند

Eyne Ye Mard

The world has been unfair for some time now
There's still a little bit of accounting we need to settle
You who turned my world to dust in your garden
My body is covered in scars
I have a cactus on my mantlepiece, it's as doomed as I am
But still, bless its heart, it tends to my wounds
The thoughts of my people are still cold towards me
But from the warmth of its flowers, it has knitted me a shawl
Just like a man
We who are as different as ice in the sun in winter
Are imprisoned, but draw a beautiful world for me
I have never bowed to anyone, my pride is not broken
Your knees gave out on the asphalt, but you are not paralyzed for me
Even if it were to my advantage or if the ceiling of the world were lower than my stature
Ah, like a man, there are still some things I fight for
That are as beautiful to me as the smile of your child
There were things that used to be old that I have now thrown away, like
A friend, like fear, even though I built them myself, like a man
You who turned my world to dust in your garden, my body is covered in scars
I am a fire worshiper
They have broken me
I am a fire worshiper
They have broken me
Be with me, even though it was my fault that I sat at the table of every captain
Even though I was the one who shattered all your beliefs
Even though I am cursed by the laughter of the people
Even though [sic] is more peaceful than the moans on your bed
But you see, I am of the warrior race
I am that wheat, I am as strong as a pillar
I am that fire worshiper who was broken by force
Do not frighten me with fire, for I am hell itself
I heard that the ascetic of this city is himself an alcoholic
Who has beheaded several young people for the sake of position and status
His blood is like barberries, his worship is for the sake of the heavenly whores
But hey, he is a man of the people, his respect is obligatory, or else one's head is severed
Be with me, I am hell itself, my chest is full of soot, my homeland is in winter
Do not lose heart, man, let their snowmen be as cold as they can
After that, there is spring
The world has been unfair for some time now
There's still a little bit of accounting we need to settle
I am a fire worshiper
They have broken me
I am a fire worshiper
They have broken me