Mohsen Namjoo - 8 - الکی 'Alaki' (Mohsen Namjoo's Poetry) 2005 скачать в хорошем качестве

Mohsen Namjoo - 8 - الکی 'Alaki' (Mohsen Namjoo's Poetry) 2005

Mohsen Namjoo b.1976 https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mohsen_... الکی» - ۱۴:۱ - 8 » | 'Alaki' - 14'12 "Alaki (Persian: الکی, meaning fake, irrelevant, or insincere) is a live album by Iranian singer-songwriter Mohsen Namjoo. The album is a recording of a performance at Stanford University in February 2011. The title track 'Alaki' is based on a postmodern poem with social, and at times satirical content that blurs the lines between poetry, music and participatory theater." https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alaki_(...) The Mohsen Namjoo Ensemble: Ali Bazyar - Percussion, Mark Deutsch - Bazantar, Guitar, Keyavash Nourai - Kamancheh, Cello, Siamack Sanaie - Acoustic Guitar, Rhythm Guidar, Serwah Tabbak - Backing Vocal, Tannaz Jafarian - Backing Vocal, Dina Zarif - Backing Vocal, Shadi Yousefian - Backing Vocal, Mammad Zadeh - Udu, Setar, Daf, Bass, Mohsen Namjoo - Vocals, Setar, Acoustic Guitar 'ALAKI' ('Spurious') From my arrival nothing was defined, (a spurious facade, a spurious facade) my feeble life never refined, (a spurious space, a spurious space) this voice of mine never crossed the superstition expanse, (a spurious voice, a spurious voice) The pebble was found, it was not nullified in my hand, (a spurious air, a spurious air) What profit from our coming and going! (a spurious fall, a spurious crash) Pain and remorse! As soon as we blinked an eye, when the agent arrested us, O boy! He wasn't fooled, (to the spurious God, one to the spurious God) Though the donkey made a felt hat out of the agent's head, (a spurious hat, a spurious hat) the whole scene was of Soup Offering, (spurious resolutions, spurious resolutions) Will you give me a week's break? (spurious joys, spurious joys) With those Paolo Rossi's goals I had fun, (a spurious goals, a spurious goals) My love's cooking was Gormeh Sabzi (spurious herbs, spurious herbs) Oh! Decade of the sixties was very fun, (spurious nostalgia, spurious nostalgia) There was manhood in the old days, (the spurious figures, spurious physiques) when we were children, there was homemade bread, (spurious flavors, spurious flavors) and now men have the mustaches only, (spurious mustaches, spurious mustaches) Have you ever gone to the intellectuals' addition? (spurious intellectuals, spurious figures) Have you ever gone to the intellectuals' subtraction? (spurious pieces, spurious pieces) Have you ever gone to the intellectuals' multiplication, intellectuals' division? (spurious whitewashes, spurious whitewashes) Have you ever had dinner with the president of Westinghouse? (spurious moments, spurious moments) Have ever tantalized anyone? (spurious coughs, spurious coughs) They are enemies with us, we are good, they are shit, these spurious Westerners, these spurious Easterners (spurious illusions, spurious illusions) Have you ever seen a woman who reads Paul Ricoeur? (spurious sciences, spurious sciences) Have you ever been with a woman who reads Paul Ricoeur? (spurious hurly-burly, spurious hurly-burly) A spurious air, a spurious space, a spurious air, a spurious space Get out of town, to change your surroundings, spurious roads, rivers, plains, spurious hills, spurious hills, spurious creations (Walking under the rain, laying on the sand, these all was fun being with her. What wonders our love's world had!) A spurious troth, a spurious happiness, a spurious troth, a spurious happiness Whatever I say is for your own good, girl, (spurious claim, spurious claim) What kind of anguish is this that you don't agonize anymore? (spurious nags, spurious nags) You are more successful compared to others, (spurious proclamations, spurious proclamations) You must try not to get behind the convoy, (spurious leads, spurious leads) You must try to let go of everything, run, get running to the end, run to the end, the end ... (the spurious end, the spurious end) A Poem by Mohsen Namjoo https://www.mohsennamjoo.com/   / mohsennamjoo‎   https://myspace.com/namjoomohsen/bio -