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1. |
Eriba - Eteraph
03:07
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Confession (Translation)
[Verse 1]
Confess the truth, you’re familiar with lies
I am the reason behind the cold sparks in your mind
I’ll give your a line of thought to think about
This is a bird-eye view of your life, take a good look
Unemployment, addiction, crimes and street fights
They’ve chased you all your life, you’re on the run, breathless
You need to confess just like back in the day
Understand the truth, and escape from the untruths
Don’t make a mistake brother, don’t make a mistake
Don’t trust them if they tell you we got it good here
The truth is we have no safety here,
You can only save yourself,
and my head has burst into pieces from overthinking
Come confess that it’s all on you that you turned out unhappy
And take revenge on yourself, you deserve whatever comes to you
We just make jokes of disasters now to cope
Even the universe works against us and we’ve lost
I was not given a chance, and my youth hasn’t returned
It went away and didn’t even wave goodbye
Twenty years, gone like the wind, I have no hope
My bonds weakined with my family and community
It’s me and pain, it’s me and sadness
It’s me and only thoughts of death
It’s me an doubting god, it’s me and my unfulfilled goals
We’ve all slaves in this land of ignorance
[Chorus]
Come on, let’s confess, come on, let’s confess
We have no more room for mistakes
Come on, let’s confess that the pressure is too much
We’re depressed and there’s no more room for smiles
[Verse 2]
You can’t expect wisdom from bigots
We wasted a lifetime on their false promises
And our precious years, feelings and goals
They fooled us
I’m sincere with you, let me guide you
I’m giving you an example of Navid Afkari to follow (untranslatable pun with Navid’s name)
Look at the walls of prison they’re inside out
We’re jailed under the blue sky with no hope
Confess now, there’s no room for mistake
Or even any room for criticism in this society as you know
You have no home, nowhere to belong
Just a humiliated cog with no real end goal
You’re a weapon with no bullet, think twice
Free that mind that’s been in jail for too long
The past is gone, you’re stuck in present
And the future is waiting for you in chains
I’m telling you these now, and you’ll just pass by
And in ten year’s I’ll be the one to say I told you so
Before late do something, time is passing by
You’d turn into a shroud before you know
Confess that the trees are infected and dying
Lives lost in the known and unknown lands
Friends turned competition, turned stingy
Your belief in god is less and less every day
[Chorus]
Come on, let’s confess, come on, let’s confess
We have no more room for mistakes
Come on, let’s confess that the pressure is too much
We’re depressed and there’s no more room for smiles
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2. |
Rica - Rock
02:26
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3. |
Jamil - Amanj
03:30
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Goal (Translation)
[Verse 1]
The heads of each country have gathered in United Nations
Friends, Strangers, Enemies
The heat of breath, the scent of perfume
Pen in hands, instead of weapons
Drawn on paper, not on people
Ties around their neck where they tied nooses around people’s
They’re all marked in colors and ranks
Generals and ministers
Under command of Mr. Raeesi
And how they praise their own goals in language of poets
Forbidding disobedience in the name of law
Since the times of Shah
Slaughtering infidels
By the hands of the beggars for power and wealth
The force of bullets
Sickness and plagues
Population Control
The reality is something else
I say in the name of someone who created this piece
Whose thoughts were broken down
And became guides to sections of life
I’m tired
[Verse 2]
My soul brought itself to heaven
A group of creators – women – dressed in white
Tall in height
Ruined in the language of Taliban
As sour as the ones murders
Censoring ourselves by our own volution
Scared of our path in life
More bitter than snake venom
Oppression
Breaking the pens of poets
Cutting the feathers of eagles in the sky
I arrived at an old tree that was embracing the soil with its roots
I became the axe of the woodcutters
I hit
My feet broke
Put my head on the ground
and prostrated to the tree of revolution
It was me who shouted
And put my life on the line
So I am not a disgrace to poets
I swear to the God who pointed to the sky
To the mothers who pray for their sons to return from the war
Holding weapons for ideals under the chief’s orders
Permitted to take lives
Fuck the system and whoever invented the war
Let’s you and I attend a wedding, hand in hand
Halparke and smiling faces
Away from pain and the smell of death
Put away that tool of sadness
You’re brainwashed, for someone else’s benefit
Pulling the trigger against me
Against the public
When I knew you as my brother
And no one was better for you than me
Somehow my words had an effect
And he hugged me
And cried on my shoulders
I took out my knife and stabbed him in the chest
Blood spilled out of his mouth
And I took his gun
And went on to conquer wherever my commander told me
They put a medal of dignity on my chest
Exactly where that boy had become a sheath to my knife
which I didn’t even pull out, it was my gift to him
But it was good fortunate for me
If I kill two more like this, I can sit at home
With my wine and beautiful girl
Holding my walkie talkie, ready to act
If there was an afterlife, I’d be sitting with my brothers
Not sure what happened
And how Jamil lost his dignity…
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4. |
Vesal - Dolakht
02:41
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Dust (Translation)
[Verse 1]
I am the lead-filled sound of the desert
ّI am the chilling cold of the white sanded winter
My job is to build ruins
And to paint these structures
The howling of wolves turned me rabid
Set a fire in my heart
But I was fed to the flames myself
Happy though, since my sadness was all for nothing
My lips are sealed, so is my heart
Its amber is red with blood
Its furnace road is dark and narrow
Its chief is an old bat
The spider web is the chain of death
your hands are tied and my body is bruised
Behind the silk of this black cloud
the moonlight shines
Give me your hands, feel my skin
Drown me in your embrace
Give me your soul in exchange for my heart
Let me scream for freedom
You tell stories and tell them loud, My Scheherazade
Your hair is your weapon, my Rapunzel
The arch of your eyebrow killed Arash
The vultures ate his wings
The old bat stole his lover
This cold soil forgot his existence
[Verse 2]
Come join my story, my school school friend
Let’s make choices like we’re Sophie
Let’s raise dust in the school yard
And when we see the teacher we run
You and I, we’re temporary, but our clime is forever
Tired of lies, let’s take off these masks now
The foreign cities
War zones
Glasses and rocks
To kill the giant, such a joy
Write our story, sing with me
I’ll carry all your burden if necessary
Let’s light our candles
Take back our share of night
Your hand is a fist, my fist is tight
Let me be a fish in your heart of sea
Don’t let your pretty eyes get wet
I am on the same boat
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5. |
Brave Zaman - Lezzat
03:22
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Joy (Translation)
[Verse 1]
I tightened my belt and wore my traditional Turkmen clothes
I got on my horse, and asked: Where do we go?
What do I do? I closed my eyes, and told myself:
It’s a good world
I rode my horse
The wind! Blow on my face,
Come into my brain and cut off negative thoughts
The wind! Wish you keep blowing like this
Wish you made my wishes come true
The breath! Come in and come out again
Make me fresh
My horse! Ride faster, let the ground be taken apart!
Sweat comes down, my ears can’t hear
Fairies all around me, as if I’m in a dream
But I’m not asleep, although I’m not awake either
Whatever it was, the effect is gone now
If one has evil in them, it doesn’t matter if they’re covered in gold
Because one day the gold will fall off
I’ll keep going, I’ll keep going, I’ll keep going
The sun has entered the area with a hot scream
The stars has entered too, but they clap and laugh
The moon is like a record player shining on the sea
The clouds! It’s your turn to enter and make sound effects with your thunder
[Chorus]
Owha, Owya!
I am still pure, write it down in history
I spin around and dance, preserve my traditions
I still consult my tribe, and rip apart my enemies
[Verse 2]
I ride, even though the mirage is up ahead
My road is dark but I keep finding the light
The Northern star shows me the way however
I keep getting stuck on this road, thousands of times
Blood runs down my legs, the sun is up
My horse is tired and I’m more tired than my horse
Where am I going? I don’t know but I keep at it
No rest, no pauses, life goes on and many things are given up on
I am aware of this, and I am completely fine
The world is mine, I live in the moment
I am called Zaman (time) but I don’t care about time
I am on my way to fight the evil
I’m on my way to fight the evil
Me myself and I
My fire with my ashes
My tongue with my talk
My soul with my eye
This sea is deep, and the shore is far
Many die on this path but the ones who swim can make it to the end
But it’s not important to make it there
I fell in a well
I planted seeds
I enjoyed everything I did
I put aside anger
And closed my eyes
And found myself
[Chorus]
Owha, Owya!
I am still pure, write it down in history
I spin around and dance, preserve my traditions
I still consult my tribe, and rip apart my enemies
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6. |
Pourianz - Heyroon
03:14
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Confused (Translation)
[Intro]
You have no idea what’s going on now
Time will pass, and suddenly you’ll look around
And realize there’s no one left
It’s just you and yourself, all alone
[Verse 1]
It’s as if I have a fire in my chest
Have no idea what’s wrong with me
People keep asking me what’s going on with you?
Are you OK?
Nothing has a meaning
Everything is sour tasting
I think I’m in a dream, but what kind of dream?
Something is weighing on me like a night hag
Can’t breathe, not sure if I’m awake or asleep
We grew up one by one and grew apart
Maybe, one day, we’ll see each other one more time
My heart’s heavy, it’s heavy, it’s heavy
Lifetime passing by and my heart gets heavier
I miss my childhood, and my childhood friends
Miss the futile fights we had over soccer cards
[Chorus]
I’m confused, lost, I’m from the South
I’ve been overthinking and got lost in my own thoughts
Where am I?
Where is everyone? You’re all gone
When? Where are you now?
I’ll leave Bushehr forever too
And they’ll say Heyroon is gone
But my name will stay Heyroon
[Verse 2]
Everyone says I’m Heyroon
Maybe I’m just insane
That I’m always home
But I’ll leave this town and won’t let my friends know that I’m gone
I know none of them want the best for me
I know they haven’t been honest with me
I know they’re only by my side if it benefits them
I remember not knowing anything at all
When we wore Barcelona T-shirts
Playing soccer in the heat of noon,
Hot air, diving and swimming naked
If someone did wrong to one of us,
We were united against them
But we held no grudge and negativity didn’t last
We were truly happy
[Chorus]
I’m confused, lost, I’m from the South
I’ve been overthinking and got lost in my own thoughts
Where am I?
Where is everyone? You’re all gone
When? Where are you now?
I’ll leave Bushehr forever too
And they’ll say Heyroon is gone
But my name will stay Heyroon
[Outro]
I’m wandering in the city in my insanity
With bare feet, prepare your shisha
The famous Barazjouni, the clay old shisha
Let’s sit together, I’ll hold the rhythm and you blow the bagpipe
We’re in Bushehr but our voice is in Tehran
We’re all together and we’re shaking it
My homies know all about the heat and the humidity
Hey
The Southern blood runs in the veins of the city boys
Hey
Call me genius, call me Bushehr, The son of South
Seven Climes
On Mirza’s beat
……
Mashallah
That’s what I wanted
You rock Mirza
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7. |
Kalaghoos - Ghamar
03:52
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Salome Mc Seattle, Washington
rapper, producer, composer, antimilitarist, multimedia artist, herbalist, educator
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