18.05.2024
Shahyar Ghanbari - لالا لالا دیگه بسه گل لاله (La La La La Dige Basse Gol e Laale) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх
English
It's enough my dear tulip it's time to go to sleep
It's enough my dear tulip it's time to go to sleepIt's enough my dear tulip it's time to go to sleep
the spring this year is red just like every other year
bullets and shrapnel still pierce the heart
the night is still whimpering under the boots and lead
don't go to calm sleep you harmless and grudgeless flower
can't you see that the bullet has landed in the middle of the chest
alas this is not rain it is the barrage of gunpowder
is this the punishment that our pure lovers deserve?
don't be of afraid of enemy's bullet my dear cress flower
cause my homeland has a skin as thick as a lion.
the warmth of fire in the cold nights of bunker
is the reason to travel until we reach the dawn
don't go to calm sleep you disbelieving almond flower
you tired fragile flower, you broken flower
don't tell me that the winds of the home has broken you
brave heart, start growing once again.
grow once again to the top of the fountain
don't say that this rainless clouds won't allow you to grow
like our gallant comrades don't break under the pressure of the enemy
look, he is fighting(breaking heads) until he's alive(till he has head)
they didn't let us learn unison
the didn't even allow us to be bad with each other
we kept reading blank books
so that we would be occupied by the thought of hat for our head(basic things)
don't tell me that he went till 1000 suns and moons
don't tell me that the time to wake up is far away
sing with me don't be afraid of enemy's bullet
come out, come out of this swamp
don't tell that our virtue is surrender and sacrifice
don't tell that our destiny has 100s of ties(problems)
doubt the message of the black crows
cause the night would not bring us anything but darkness
don't sleep while you comrade(person with same spite) is in chains
don't sleep while nights is soaked in blood
sing with me when singing is a sin
sing with me, come with me, don't say it's too late
the silence of windows in night has a sorrow
but your spite has a strong fist
the loved one of the fridays of love and freedom
kalagh par(a iranian childs game) with you is from another world
don't sleep, envy of a full Table(of food) dear wheat flower
don't be confused in labyrinth of the story
don't sleep on a pillow made of butterfly wings
cause this people lack your scream(of freedom)
It's enough my dear tulip it's time to go to sleep
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