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Translation: Wound
[Verse 1]
A voice is telling us to stay here and keep looking for our roots
To doubt every each page of the dark history
When fighting through the difficult times,
Utter the name of mother - the symbol of resilience
It’s enough my eyes, do not pour like the black rain in the midnight
Be sunny for a few seconds, but remember the day you fell
The day you bent under the burden, and today’s the day to wait
The world changes day to day, the wicked die and we’re still alive
We get up fast from where’s we’re seated, and bad and good switch sides
No one can truly stop the storms
But hand in hand we can weather it
Don’t be a part of the games played in the world
Or you’ll be a stranger to yourself
Don’t walk off the beaten path
Evil deeds are whitewashed there, God’s name slapped on it
Everything is stolen, oil, medicine and gold
The land and the sea of the country is not worth a thing,
All they got for us is weapons
We’re on the wrong road, off the beaten path
[Chorus]
Silent and out-of-tune Instruments, pencils without colors and tips
Without gunpowder and bullets, ready to shoot with our empty guns
Trees tired and old, bodies burnt and roots cut down
Can’t go forward, nor there’s going back, sitting on a treasure with no abundance
But I swear, I swear on the plains and deserts
I swear on the sun and the moon, on the war and the bread
I will take my revenge one day,
I will avenge our lost lives one day
One day they’ll close the doors behind them, and we’ll be free
They’ve talked shit about us for hundreds of times
But you’ll see one day that instead of a rope
We’ll have a flower garland around our necks
[Verse 2]
They want to take our lives like we’re chestnut trees
Our throat is wounded and we cannot breathe
There’s a whole on our side, left from knives and bullets
No strength and life force left, our inside has fallen on the ground
With their bitter tongues they want to crush you
They suck you like leeches and won’t be sated until they explode
The days pass like wind, and it’s already late
All faces are yellow, all attentions divided
The young boy is in constant sadness, medicine and ice in hand
Tired and alone sits in the corner, not making a sound
His face is dead so everyone’s putting a distance
And he’s surprised that no one can hear his voice
You try and try yet you cannot climb
Some are still waiting for five oclock
Some work twelve hour days, just to hear the instrument of pain play
Some suffer despite standing on wealth
Some laugh to your face and the moment you turn they stab you
And your wound is flowing down towards your liver
Some are sick and some ridicule
There’s a flood somewhere and houses have come down
Who’s going to answer?
Put the people down with any excuse you find
We only saw the worst, we grew old and are fed up
We were always caught, but we’ll get to happiness even if it’s late
[Chorus]
Silent and out-of-tune Instruments, pencils without colors and tips
Without gunpowder and bullets, ready to shoot with our empty guns
Trees tired and old, bodies burnt and roots cut down
Can’t go forward, nor there’s going back, sitting on a treasure with no abundance
But I swear, I swear on the plains and deserts
I swear on the sun and the moon, on the war and the bread
I will take my revenge one day,
I will avenge our lost lives one day
One day they’ll close the doors behind them, and we’ll be free
They’ve talked shit about us for hundreds of times
But you’ll see one day that instead of a rope
We’ll have a flower garland around our necks
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Translation: Nights
[Verse 1]
I had a dream that I was watering the flowers in the garden
The sun rose but had nothing to say, the scener was just a name
People were laughing, together or apart
they’d forgotten all the bitter memories
I yearned to see such a day with my own eyes
When the businesses of religion and politics were long gone
When it’s spring and each second lasts a lifetime
I imagined every day, every hour and every second
Somewhere that’s free so my mom’s not scared
Somewhere that my dad’s not tired of the injustices
For a second I thought, wait this can’t be true
Can I just sit here and look at this beautiful world?
I thought to myself, one would do anything to have this
Will pass the seven trials, yeah all of them
They’ll give anything to have this dream
I turned around and I realized I’m back in the garden
Chorus:
I had a dream that I was watering the flowers in the garden
And then the earth split open and devoured me
The sun went away, the black clouds darkened the sky
The garden turned into thorns, colored with blood
Verse 2
I am now somewhere with no view
The laughing people are all separated
Their minds trapped, those days won’t be coming back
And I realized our problem is we’ve been forced on each other
And I realized my problem is lack of funds
The thorns have wounded my back with kindness
A slave to the divine, my life withers fast
Trapped within their web of lies we don’t even know what our goals are
Let’s be united and then one day,
The rules of those who have chained us and drunk our blood
Will vanish
It’s really our fault that we’re still bound by religion
It has made our tongues heavy and our days routine
Shoulders tired, since we’ve been carrying their tyranny on our backs
And we’ve forgotten our tribes and our elders’ songs
I got the blackest suffering in my heart
I heard the pain and my blood boiled
A handful of oppressors have taken everyone prisoners
And the merciless laws don’t speak the language of humans
One day, these imprisonments will end,
Both when we’re asleep and when we’re awake
The futile thoughts will get off the mind
We’ll keep going forward and they’ll continue backwards
Don’t be afraid, keep going, one day the night will turn into dawn
Chorus:
The moonlight brightens the whole path at midnight
One day our hands will reach up and tear the black sky
They’ll shred the shameful family tree
It won’t matter how much they kiss the sacred grounds
It won’t matter how much they kiss the sacred grounds
They’ll shred the shameful family tree
One day our hands will reach up and tear the black sky
The moonlight brightens the whole path at midnights
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Translation: Run
[Verse 1]
We keep walking on the concrete, where are we right now?
I manipulated the story so it’s right where it needs to be
It’s none of your business, I’ll walk the path that will keep me warm
You? You’ll keep thinking of yourself
It’s not good enough, my feet won’t walk
Think for yourself see where these words come from
Why are you just walking, why not running?
Why don’t you care for anything other than money?
You’re not really rich when you’re act is poor,
There’s only one real mighty up above
Just accept that within this hierarchy
This is where you belong, which is better than falling
You’re at your own rock bottom, so just look ahead
This is just not your time yet...
Chorus:
Run, why are you deep in thoughts still?
You got a bit of hope, what will you do with it?
I’ve stood by you to solve the problems
But I won’t be walking with a naysayer
Who says my words are worth nothing?
Keep walking! You won’t see it coming
You look up in hopes of something coming down
And you got nowhere to belong
Verse 2
They tell me what is this rap thing?
Whoever’s in it have risked a great deal for it
Their good behaviour was just out of grudge
And our upstairs was always the underground
Got it? You know it’s not a game,
When I was a boy rap took my heart away
If I lose it one day, I won’t be able to walk
That’s why I’m sitting and he’s the one fighting
Someone once said: just leave if you’re not happy
My city is without laws and there are no judges
They said don’t let your brain be empty
Like they want it to hold a wedding party
My brain’s not empty yet, and these words are not a play
There’s one path ahead ahead of me, no other way to go
The story will be over before the crow gets home
My dad always told his kids that you reap what you sow
So why are you still sitting? Enough of it, don’t let it rot
If you sit and wait for the answers, you’ll be in a rut
Without these, all the words will back you up
But as things are, you’re not a winner, heh
Chorus:
Run, why are you deep in thoughts still?
You got a bit of hope, what will you do with it?
I’ve stood by you to solve the problems
But I won’t be walking with a naysayer
Who says my words are worth nothing?
Keep walking! You won’t see it coming
You look up in hopes of something coming down
And you got nowhere to belong
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Translation: Evolvement
Verse 1
Let me teach you the rules of the game up front
Even if you don’t think my words are worth anything
I put on my golden crown
“Arabic Rap” is written on it, with diamonds
This is the original rap, and the voice is coming from Iran
Our goal is big, so we put these verses out there
Our feet are on the ground, and our weapon is our faith
Even if we couldn’t speak, we communicate with body language
We behead and we recreate all the ominous pages of history
We create wounds and then we’re silent since our hearts are impure
We’re happy while everything we do is disgusting
When we hear what’s said of us, we laugh because our minds are empty
But we’re not terrorists, and not antihumanists
When the decisions are tyrannical you just need to be opportunistic
We’re in a fight all the time, but who is really behind it?
A force is controlling us and we’re just looking at them
Our thoughts are asleep, and they’ve all beed decided
And execution is our final verdict
And we fight for freedom constantly
We walk on the path of peace like the current in cables,
Like a hidden skin disease, the blood in the vains,
There’s no fear, we’ll stand in front of tyranny like a pillar
And this voice is the evidence, we write against evil openly
Everyday you look around and can’t find a friend
Everyone’s an air head, but your brain has a reason
Has a reason for everything, So you try to guide them
But they’re brains are locked, and you still try to find your audience in them
Sit in my masterclass and I’ll teach you the ways of the world
We suffer and we’re insulted, so much that we forget our own names
You try to organize your thoughts
But they still manage to pull you in
Play around and be happy, why do you care what’s our essence?
Chorus
Start thinking, the light is near
Start thinking, feel the spring in the air
We don’t have a use for a long life
We might even die without having a single good day
Nothing will be solved as long as your mind is sick
Nothing will be solved as long as your mind is sick
Nothing will be solved, nothing will be solved
We don’t use our brain even a little
Verse 2
We hope that the earth is destroyed
We think like a colonized country
We got water but we’re waiting for rain
And we only got a picture left from the good old days
Forget these thoughts
Humanity insists on destroying the earth over and over again
Air raid siren in our ears since the childhood
But I feel like God’s always with us
Our good heart is our sin, both inside and outside our home country
We try harder, every hour and every day
Effort is good, but where’s the thinking?
I know you’re tired, thinking you’re the loser in this game
Khouzestan is hell too, the whole world is a divine test
But we’re all siblings, and believe in reality
Enough is enough, the time for reform has come
Let’s change the way think from this day forward
Teardrops running down the face, heart’s broken in pieces
But piece by piece we’ll grow ur knowledge
Everything can be fixed if your mindset is right
Chorus
Start thinking, the light is near
Start thinking, feel the spring in the air
We don’t have a use for a long life
We might even die without having a single good day
Nothing will be solved as long as your mind is sick
Nothing will be solved as long as your mind is sick
Nothing will be solved, nothing will be solved
We don’t use our brain even a little
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Sen x Salome MC - Oghlan
03:48
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Translation: Boy
[Verse 1]
I’ve come, but not sure where
I know where I am but don’t know much about it
I don’t know what’s good or bad, I have no experience
I don’t know where my thoughts are going
Why does my heart beat fast sometimes?
Why are my arms open to whoever arrives?
Why am I away from the one who gave their heart to me?
How old was I when my problems got ten fold?
I took a look at myself and I realized I’m still standing and I’ve endured
I realized it’s hard to take food from a gluttonous person
It’s hard to go on, so tell my tongue to not to count these hardships
It’s hard to be satisfied
He’s thirty but still hasn’t started living
Sen forgave all you’ve done to him
And didn’t devote his life to evil deeds
Where do you think you’re going with all these belongings?
You think you’re gonna win?
While I keep trying to go on this path that I’ve chosen,
many who cared about me gave up on me
I wasn’t afraid, and I didn’t hide from my fears
My neck git thickened and the world turned into a game
I’m fire, let me warm you
Talk to me if you want to, I’ll give you a minute
Why do you roll in mud just to stay alive?
These are all the tales of my life
Everything you say is black, I’ve seen it in me
I’ve inhaled them
[Break]
Good things distanced themselves from me
Everything was little for me, and too much for others
No one can endure my wounds
A lot of smoke running in my veins
They didn’t think Sen stands a chance
None came close to me
They lied and they outnumbered me
Then why did they hide from me?
[Chorus]
Fall on the ground, and stand up again
Go all the way to the moon, don’t rely on the earth and its breaths
Keep in mind that you can always hold someone’s hand to help
But never extend a hand asking for help
Use your brain and your tongue to arrive
Who says it’s wrong to lead a simple life?
If you think you can manage, come hop on the hard path
If you’re not afraid of the difficulties
Our lifetime passes by, I see it with my own eyes
It’s telling me not to regret what you’ve one
And let your thoughts be chants on your mouth
[Verse 2]
Every night I sit with a cigarette, thinking
Sometimes I recite a few of my verses
I line up word according to the mood I’m in
I say to myself, let these young people hear my voice
I know well, I’ve seen this world’s games
Sometimes things are out of reach and you need to run after them
Sometimes your tongue just doesn’t speak
Your head is getting full instead
Sometimes we slap ourselves to keep our face fresh
They tell me let those wings get some air every now and then
No one lives forever, so do what you need to as long as you’re alive
Time’s expensive
Say what you need to say, whisper if you need to
The road back is long, money does not bring wealth
My problems will never be over (when will the problems be over?)
Who can hold the wind? Who can look at the moon and doesn’t like what they see?
Is there anyone who’s seen the sun go dark?
Has anyone seen a person with no troubles?
Everything will be fine
Don’t worry, the sun will come up
Our faces will be beautiful like flowers, and out eyes will see flowers everywhere
You can’t tell a human that this is enough, this world will be pure and clean
Who knows who dies, who stays alive? Who is real and who is a lie?
Come and learn how to be a wind like me
Come hold my hands, you can do it
Let’s put all our efforts together and grow each other
We don’t know how many breath we got left
The one who brought us to this world, will also take us away
He sometimes gives us more, sometimes less
What’s important is who is the one who stays in people’s minds?
[Chorus]
What’s the solution for these problems?
Humans’ hearts are half light and half darkness
You can’t tell one from another, because everyone’s the same
No one will hear your call
Don’t forget that losing is not in your blood
No matter how little you are, you still exist
So play your own instrument
Come see the flowers, fall in love
Your insides will be full of secrets, so write them down
Someone’s sitting in your head, giving you the words
We need to gather wood in this jungle
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Translation: Cage
Verse 1:
There was not a single soul answering our question
None of the mainstream thoughts in the society
We just said yes to whatever our parents told
And we turned into a nice fool at the end
Then no one asked us “what do you do now”?
Over here you can’t count on neither men nor women
You are free to tell that the freedom is forbidden
From little children to the eldest elderly,
We all go six feet under
There’s no difference between any of us after we burn
So you help yourself with the afterlife, let the current one be ours
When someone’s everyone’s idol, there’s no space for collective thinking
When the cage is the safe space, to fly is a crime
The earth prefers to swallow you whole rather than speaking
So I prefer to speak out rather than swallowing
I rarely saw the suns that are aware of the nights
All men are Eves and all women are Adams
Chorus:
Good things are not counted as good here
Enough said, I know it very well myself
None of your words have truth in them
I am tired, I am tired
Good things are not counted as good here
I want to forge my own path
None of your words have truth in them
I don’t wanna play another role anymore
Verse 2:
Boys have to hit their sisters in this society, so that the people won’t say they’re got no balls
It seems girls are like the dead, because you say it’s better not to see their beauty, huh?*
So better not to see at all,
Because the consequence of your rape is an angry child
Cry a river since everything you told your child was a lie
This dripping blood is from the holiness of your blade
You’re the phobia itself,
thinking you’re the accumulation of everything that’s good:
Conservative, Heterosexual and a consumer
Come on down! The history is full of your types
You suffocate lovers and let the thieves run amok
You have to feel assured since you’re getting paid for it
While I’m full of doubt
You won’t hear the truth if you don’t give me the right of speaking
You can’t even hear your child’s questions
You worship both God and your race at the same time
Our pain benefits you
Your “must” is just a “maybe” for me
Chorus:
Good things are not counted as good here
Enough said, I know it very well myself
None of your words have truth in them
I am tired, I am tired
Good things are not counted as good here
I want to forge my own path
None of your words have truth in them
I don’t wanna play another role anymore
An Isfahani proverb says: It’s better not to see the beauty of the dead.
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Translation: Eagle
[Intro]
Don’t pull a bag over my head when the gallows are set up for me
So I can watch hyenas defeat a lion
[Verse 1]
This nation had a father, it wasn’t without a caravan
We used to be an eagle ourselves
Now the wing’s torn apart
The bird that can’t fly, just jumps around
We have no memories of good old days
If we were hit by a ball, we wouldn’t move for a whole day
We didn’t know what fear was, were virgins in this field
We didn’t bend to pressure brother, even if our only weapon was to retreat
To retreat, not to run
Now we’re a dried up tree
When will we be fruitful again? I don’t know
But I know we were somehow assured
Even if we were surrounded by a hundred armies of Reza Khan and British Empire
They always scratched us off the history, the judge always set us on fire
Is this world is the heaven, we’re half-burned firewood - still on fire
I kept looking and couldn’t see a sign of the Lor people
You must have had something in you that they tried to hold you down
They only used you as a shield, for their army and Basij
You’re always put on the frontlines, aren’t you, huh?
I’m one of those guerillas who wanted a burial shroud instead of traditiona Lori clothes
I’ve came out of this soil, and I’ll return to this very ground
I’m holding a gun out of necessity, and war is a message to my enemy
Otherwise those close to me have seen nothing but peace, even the unwanted guests
We’d even sacrifice a cattle for them
But you should spit on the bones who drop bombs on women and children and elderly
If you were there you’d just punch him in the mouth
The same mouth that that opened to order the missile strikes of defenseless people
They’ve forgotten us, since forever till now
But don’t laugh at these people… I know this story is not bitter for you
[Chorus]
This nation had a father, it wasn’t without a caravan
We used to be an eagle ourselves
Now the wing’s torn apart
The bird that can’t fly, just jumps around
We have no memories of good old days
If we were hit by a ball, we wouldn’t move for a whole day
[Verse 2]
The Lori people have been standing strong like a mountain since the beginning
Like Kay Lohrasb in the mountain, they’ll bury themselves in the mud but won’t accept tyranny
They shine on darkness like the sun
And they won’t back down even if they’re full of bullet holes
We stood in the middle of the war zone and still breathed
The evil had put both of his breasts in the man’s mouth
The sound of cannons were high up the skies
The shah that bombed his own people in Lorestan, paid the price for their blood
From Tamoradi Valley to Khorram Abad and Lodab, all have seen that winter
Where are you God? Untie this inextricable knot
They attacked one by one
Made the nomads of Iran run away from their own homeland
Kurds and Turks and Lors… All were called to war
I spit on the traitor dynasties that sent their messages to the foreigners
Yeah, a hundred years ago, you put our hearts in a handmade black tent
That got burned to the ground in the name of progress and civilization
You devoured nature so you can steal oil silently?
Their goal was to falsify history, to destroy our dialects and clothes and everything we got
It’s true that although nothing is as pure as our hearts
But we won’t have mercy if you encroach
We didn’t surrender… Alexander and his army were pissed
Even though we didn’t have much
Our destiny was dark but as long as we existed, we’ve shone
This nation is standing, smelling like Apiaceae
Look at Ariobarzanes of Persis, Bibi Maryam, Ali Mardan Khan
This nation stood for its right… sacrifices were made
It didn’t bow down, not to the khan, not to the demon, not to the shah, no
[Chorus]
This nation had a father, it wasn’t without a caravan
We used to be an eagle ourselves
Now the wing’s torn apart
The bird that can’t fly, just jumps around
We have no memories of good old days
If we were hit by a ball, we wouldn’t move for a whole day
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Salome Mc Seattle, Washington
rapper, producer, composer, antimilitarist, multimedia artist, herbalist, educator
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