Текст и перевод песни Sattar - Gole Kineh

Gole Kineh

نفرین به گل کینه
این شوم بد آیینه
پایان وفا اینه
پایان وفا اینه
نفرین به گل کینه
نفرین به گل کینه
بی مسلک و بی دینه
تو باغچه خوشحالی
تنها گل غمگینه
نفرین به گل کینه
باید بار سفر بست
به هیچستان غمینه
باید از این گذر رفت
مزارآباد همینه
تو فصل کوچه احساس
طلا بوی شرافت
نمونده عاطفه انگار
عجب از این رفاقت
باید بار سفر بست
باید بار سفر بست
تو این نا مردمی ها
چه مردونه نشستی
دل از کی گرفتیم
به کی دل رو ببستیم
به این بنبست افکار
چه زجر آور رسیدیم
زبام رب ایثار
چه ننگ آور پریدیم
باید بار سفر بست
باید بار سفر بست
از اون که خون لیلی
تو هر ذره تنش بود
وفاداری مرامش
نجابت مسلکش بود
به اون که شرم عزلو
فقط تو قصه هاش بود
صفای عهد بام
یه حرف پوچ براش بود
چه ساده دل رو دادی
چه مشکل ما گسستی
باید بار سفر بست
که هیچستان غمینه
باید از این گذر رفت
مزارآباد همینه
مزارآباد همینه

Curse on You, Flower of Spite

A curse on you, flower of spite,
This ominous, wicked mirror,
You mark the end of faithfulness,
You mark the end of faithfulness,
A curse on you, flower of spite,
A curse on you, flower of spite,
Without morals or religion,
You take joy in the garden,
The only sorrowful flower,
A curse on you, flower of spite,
It's time to pack up and leave,
For a desolate land of sorrow,
It's time to leave this place,
For a graveyard is all that remains,
In the realm of feelings,
The fragrance of gold,
It seems affection has vanished,
Oh, what a marvel this camaraderie,
It's time to pack up and leave,
It's time to pack up and leave,
Amidst this disloyalty,
You sit so valiantly,
Whose heart did we break,
To whom did we pledge our hearts,
In this dead-end of thoughts,
How painfully we arrived,
From the heights of sacrifice,
How shamefully we fell,
It's time to pack up and leave,
It's time to pack up and leave,
From the one whose every drop of blood,
Was filled with the spirit of Layla,
Faithfulness was her creed,
Nobility her cause,
To the one whose shame,
Was only in tales,
The purity of the covenant,
Was but a hollow phrase to him,
Oh, how easily you gave your heart,
How carelessly you broke our bond,
It's time to pack up and leave,
For a desolate land of sorrow,
It's time to leave this place,
For a graveyard is all that remains,
A graveyard is all that remains