This track is in Luri, a Southwestern Iranian language continuum spoken by the Lur people, an Iranian people native to Western Asia.
lyrics
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
credits
from Seven Climes Vol. 2,
released July 20, 2023
Lyrics and Performance by: Eriba
Music composed, arranged and produced by: Mez'Rab
Sample: Ye Shawi by Faraj Alipour