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Shahin Najafi - Aleh (Album Radikal) آله - آلبوم رادیکال شاهین نجفی

Website: http://www.shahinnajafimusic.com Facebook:   / shahinnajafi   iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/sh... CD Baby: http://www.cdbaby.com/Artist/ShahinNa... Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/1W5u8... آله - آلبوم رادیکال شاهین نجفی Lyrics: Mazdak Nezafat Music/Arrangement: Shahin Najafi Cover Art: Omid Keshtkar Ale The world went to the hell The village got chaotic Our share of it became a breadless table From our livid eyes flowed so much tears We cried that much till it became such a rain Every friend who was with us turned into enemy and stabbed us They made pact with the convoy but they partook with the robbers! Behind all the doors they built a wall The roof collapsed several times The windows turned into cement They gave much sugar and nectar! (Innuendo to bother and poison) They gave much golden coins! (Innuendo to bribe and tamper) By and by the poetry became such a business Anyone who would stuck the spread (flag) into the ground (Innuendo to declare authority) They killed and raped much until they became the “Quran reader”! The world went to the hell The village got chaotic Our share of it became a breadless table The city had turned into the jungle with virginal sights! A messed-up jungle with donkey mullahs and intellectuals The doorless world The world full of dead-ends The ever-slept world The blind drunken world By the bloody village from the savages’ invasion a mountain of corpses left behind and a bunch of viewers! It burnt and kept its silence It grown up with the catastrophe Evermore only the winter came It always said that “the spring has come!” It bit the liver with the teeth (Innuendo to patience) It calmly sewed its lips On its own feet (Innuendo to Freewill) came to any execution gallows Intoxicated by the scalds Addicted to every clot Within the rage of the saltcellars It embraced the wound! The world went to the hell The village got chaotic Our share of it became a breadless table Translation by: Nick Rastin