Текст и перевод песни Siavash Ghomayshi - Gozasht

Gozasht

زمستون گذشت و بهارون گذشت
عطش رد شد و عطر بارون گذشت
نه غم موندنی بود و نه سر خوشی
چه شیرین چه تلخ، سخت و آسون گذشت

یه روز دل خوشی بود و دل بستگی
یه روز با فراغ و دل خون گذشت
هم از پنجره خنده شادی و
هم از حنجره آه بی جون گذشت
چه روز ها که جز بی نیازی نبود
چه شب ها که با حسرت نون گذشت

سحر شب شد و شب سحر شد چنین
طلوع و غروب فراوون گذشت
گذشت و به جا موند یه مشت خاطره
از عمر گرونی چه ارزون گذشت

زمستون گذشت و بهارون گذشت
عطش رد شد و عطر بارون گذشت
نه غم موندنی بود و نه سر خوشی
چه شیرین چه تلخ، سخت و آسون گذشت

یه روز دل خوشی بود و دل بستگی
یه روز با فراغ و دل خون گذشت
هم از پنجره خنده شادی و
هم از حنجره آه بی جون گذشت
چه روز ها که جز بی نیازی نبود
چه شب ها که با حسرت نون گذشت
چه روز ها که جز بی نیازی نبود
چه شب ها که با حسرت نون گذشت
چه روز ها که جز بی نیازی نبود
چه شب ها که با حسرت نون گذشت

سحر شب شد و شب سحر شد چنین
طلوع و غروب فراوون گذشت
گذشت و به جا موند یه مشت خاطره
از عمر گرونی چه ارزون گذشت
(زمستون گذشت و بهارون گذشت)

(نه غم موندنی بود و نه سر خوشی)

Gozasht

Winter has passed and spring has passed
Thirst has passed and the scent of rain has passed
Neither sadness nor joy were permanent
Both sweet and bitter, difficult and easy have passed

One day there was joy and attachment
One day passed with separation and a heart full of pain
Sometimes laughter and joy came through the window
And sometimes a helpless sigh from the throat
What days there were when there was nothing but comfort
What nights there were when I went hungry

Dawn became night and night became dawn like this
Sunrise and sunset passed in abundance
All that's left is a handful of memories
From a dear life, how cheaply it passed

Winter has passed and spring has passed
Thirst has passed and the scent of rain has passed
Neither sadness nor joy were permanent
Both sweet and bitter, difficult and easy have passed

One day there was joy and attachment
One day passed with separation and a heart full of pain
Sometimes laughter and joy came through the window
And sometimes a helpless sigh from the throat
What days there were when there was nothing but comfort
What nights there were when I went hungry
What days there were when there was nothing but comfort
What nights there were when I went hungry
What days there were when there was nothing but comfort
What nights there were when I went hungry

Dawn became night and night became dawn like this
Sunrise and sunset passed in abundance
All that's left is a handful of memories
From a dear life, how cheaply it passed
(Winter has passed and spring has passed)

(Neither sadness nor joy were permanent)