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Yas - بند ناف تا خط صاف (Bande Naaf Ta Khatte Saaf) versuri traducere în engleză


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From the umbilical cord to the flatline

I had a sea of motivation, such a waste
However, I'm still up now, although on the Safe Mode1
Go all of this ways for the hope of a tomorrow
that you suddenly see disappeared
Abracadabra but nothing happens
Some are active and we are paralyzed
In this really wicked situation
You gotta cut so many wings (also means rat tails he speaks for the both sides, some want to cut 'people's wings' and people want to 'cut the rat tails')
 
This proposal cannot be interpreted [in any other ways]
They say that the future has left this country
Well, for the people who eat as much as the sparrows (they bear with the minimums)
'The future' means this very night
But don't tweet, don't ask
Don't fly under any circumstances
Shhh, shut it, don't laugh, don't sing2
Don't ever give way to anybody
 
It all means to be forced to sleep (ignoring)
You have to forget that once you had wings
Tied up in front of the bully
The land of 'drugs and smoking'3
Whoever that came in 'sewn a pants' (means 'framing', also can be translated as 'cutting the pants' which can be interpreted as 'being so scared')
Whoever that could, ran from these four corners [of a land]
You cannot speak up what you have in mind, all your speeches
So you just have to sit down again, ruined
 
The speak of giving a willing among the youth
while we are running from the word 'advice'
And 'the goodness' (also means 'the beard') is on the faces not in the behaviors
And we also sit on the fault/gap of the truth
Those who are in the parties at the nights
Who say, from the other side of the world, 'Viva (long live) la country'
Those who seek the redemption in a few words
[have shown that] only the people are wood to [the fire of] politics
 
Despite that the mind is engaged with the work,
My mind is under the gallows,
The destination is so dark and unclear,
Despite that, I will stick around
I know what they are to make of me
I don't lose, not even in their thoughts
Now let them censor me
Despite that, I will stick around
 
They hit me, I don't get rowdy
the form of this city doesn't shock me
People are like wells which
no matter how much you do good to them, they don't fill up
The facades of the city (also means country in Persian), seems wicked to me
As if everybody are actors of a theater
I see all of it during the days
and think about it all night long
 
Now don't get a bad feeling and bump your head around
Say yes to the rest of the road ahead
The problems rain however the cures are given in drops
Well, then the only solution is the smile [one like the] Gioconda
Our scale [of assessment is], our bank account activities
It means that the values are dropped in our eyes
Somebody forced his philosophies as far as he possibly could
He broke skulls to prove his philosophies
 
Stray eyes
In a half attacking position
Smart and technical
in assessing that who worth more
This is the land of the honor
Nowadays wisdom,
insights and the limits of understanding
is below the poverty lines
 
If you see the looks, it's the cleverness at its best
On the insides, there is rat feces instead of a brain
Wrapped him/herself among the brands
Empty of identity and a core
 
Just like the fruits which are brought with hormones
In chase of the gold and filled bags of money
To howl about and take the eyes
To look cool with baseless ideas
and fill your desktop
I have detached from these dangling people
These kites are attached to a single string
This angry face is the guards to a heart
that many have come and scarred previously
 
Despite that the mind is engaged with the work,
My mind is under the gallows,
The destination is so dark and unclear,
Despite that, I will stick around
I know what they are to make of me
I don't lose, not even in their thoughts
Now let them censor me
Despite that, I will stick around
 
That's why I see the life as a fight
I sit before you, all preplanned
I have the mentality of myself 20 years in the future
I borrow it from my body as of now
I skin the city/country (show what it is under the hoods) in front of everybody
Under it, there are many aimless heads
I am the guy who don't give you the permission to censor (me and the truth that lies in this city)
Everybody knows how to just talk in a cool manners
 
Rap means cleansing of the soul
Punishment of a blind judgement
Distinguishing between justice and tyranny
At its very last stage, business and money
In talks and deeds, all the works are top notch
As far as I have the pen, I'm the wealthiest of all
However sometimes I feel like I'm not feeling well
And a Hamza becomes an umbrella above my head
 
And I have pictured the swamp with my words
Where they have tied me, hanged me up there in the hardships
Instead of laying down broken down there
I grinned my canine tooth4
Doesn't matter what year is it anymore
From now on we are playing in the extra time
You go down the slope and start to gain speed
You realize 60 hours means 1 second
 
Until you say goodbye to this mortal world
All you keep doing is to just fill the gaps
As if you have fallen in a dark well
All you have a picture of is the moon
From when the umbilical cord have been cut
Till when that there just exists a flat line
I keep stomping my feet on the ground in such manners that
my footsteps last forever
 
I see the story from its ends
I have engaged with myself so eagerly
I take my rights then I die
Even if I break one hundred times, I keep putting myself in chalks
I have engaged with musts and must nots
I wanted to empathize with others
I was faded in the nature/environment around me
Now I go back to my actual self/truth
 
Despite that the mind is engaged with the work,
My mind is under the gallows,
The destination is so dark and unclear,
Despite that, I will stick around
I know what they are to make of me
I don't lose, not even in their thoughts
Now let them censor me
Despite that, I will stick around
 
Despite that the mind is engaged with the work,
My mind is under the gallows,
The destination is so dark and unclear,
Despite that, I will stick around
I know what they are to make of me
I don't lose, not even in their thoughts
Now let them censor me
Despite that, I will stick around
 
  • 1. In software jargon, The Safe Mode is a situation when a software gets rebooted/restarted after a crash, but in a special mode of operation with the minimum of behavior not to crash again. This is essentially the survival mode of the software just to do its most basic tasks until a patch/update arrives to fix the issues that lead to its original failure.
  • 2. It is actually a misdeed to sing or laugh in public in Iran especially for women.
  • 3. 'Flowers and Nightingales' means 'the perfect/heaven like' however Yas uses the same sounds but he replaces 'Bolbols' (Nightingales) with 'Qolqol' (the sound of smoking Hookas which is common in Iran), this automatically changes the meaning of the flowers to 'the weed flowers'.
  • 4. 'The sting tooth' in Persian. This may have a parallel with 'stinging one with their mouth' which means pointlessly breaking hearts and hurting others with talking bitterly. One can interpret this that the hardships forged him an educated person.


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02.02.2025

Prietenul Imaginar



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Cine sunt eu? Revoluția
M-am născut în mintea ta
Diferite forme ale iluziei tale
Oh, pot fi visul pe care l-ai avut mereu
Odată ce ai gândit, a devenit un sentiment
Respiram, eram acolo
Cine sunt eu? Ai crede
Oh, că sunt un înger căzut, și am spus:
 

Strigă-mi numele în miez de noapte
Când ți-e frică, strigă-mi numele
Strigă-mi numele în miez de noapte
Da, strigă-mi numele
 

Știi, sunt prietenul tău imaginar
Știi, sunt aici în seara asta să-ți dau putere
Când sunt monștri pe tavan
Te voi ține în siguranță și te voi face să visezi
Știi, sunt prietenul tău imaginar
 

Știi, eu sunt
Tu și cu mine până la sfârșit
 

Cine sunt eu? Evoluția
M-am născut în visul tău
Crede-mă, nu sunt o iluzie
Oh, eu sunt tot ceea ce vrei să fii
Vino și dansează, dansează și nu te opri
Sunt o mică scânteie norocoasă
Păstrează acel sentiment în inima ta
Tu și cu mine, vom fi împreună, nu mă pot opri să mă gândesc la ritmul nostru
Putem sări, putem alerga și voi fi cea mai bună, yeah
 

Strigă-mi numele în miez de noapte
Când ți-e frică, strigă-mi numele
Strigă-mi numele în miez de noapte
Da, strigă-mi numele
 

Știi, sunt prietenul tău imaginar
Știi, sunt aici în seara asta să-ți dau putere
Când sunt monștri pe tavan
Te voi ține în siguranță și te voi face să visezi
Știi, sunt prietenul tău imaginar
 

Știi, eu sunt
Tu și cu mine până la sfârșit
 
02.02.2025

L'amour





L’amour, c’est comme un marlou
Et quand t’as deux sous
Ça t’met sur le sable
L’amour, c’est comme un vin doux
Qui te rend tout fou
Et t’fout sous la table
L’amour c’est comme un filou
Qui t’fait filer doux
C’est la femme du diable
L’amour c’est comme un vin doux un marlou
C’est l’amour qui rend fou
 

L’amour c’est comme un voyou
Qui met des verrous
Aux portes du rêve
L’amour c’est comme un joujou
Si à deux on joue
À jouer sans trêve
L’amour c’est ta main qui coud
Des fleurs de bijou
À notre vie brève
L’amour c’est un souffle un rien un joujou
C’est l’amour joue à joue
 

L’amour c’est deux pommiers doux
Que tu portes au cou
Quand j’y pends mes hardes
L’amour c’est un p’tit licou
Tout fait pour mon cou
Quand je m’y hasarde
L’amour c’est comme un toutou
Qui fait les yeux doux
Quand tu me regardes
L’amour c’est ça qui vient d’on ne sait où
Mon amour...aimons-nous !
 
02.02.2025

Absence





Assis sur la Butte
Devant la cahute
Où, folle, chahute
La chanson d’amour
Je songe à ma mie
Lointaine et je prie
Pour l’heure bénie
L’heure du retour
 

Le jour qui s’achève
Attriste mon rêve
En cette heure brève
Où tout s’alanguit
L’horizon s’embue
Et là-bas la rue
Lente s’atténue
Dans le fond des nuits
 

La lune s’allume
Et jette au bitume
Son rayon de brume
D’argent pailleté
Les arbres s’allongent
Et les fous qui songent
Dans leurs ombres plongent
Pour mieux rêvasser
 

Mais dans le silence
Une voix commence
La douce romance
Qui vient me bercer
Et d’une guitare
Monte une fanfare
Plaintive et bizarre
Qui me fait pleurer
 

La chanson s’est tue
Encore très émue
Mon âme éperdue
N’est plus qu’un frisson
Et pendant une heure
Triste je demeure
Poursuivant le leurre
De ma déraison
 

Mais la maison ferme
Cela met un terme
Au rêve qui germe
Pauvre fou d’amour
Je songe à ma mie
Lointaine et je prie
Pour l’heure bénie
L’heure du retour
 
02.02.2025

J’ai tant besoin de toi





J’ai tant besoin de toi
De tes grands yeux pleins de rêve
De tes baisers pleins de fièvre
Qu’un seul jour loin de toi
Je ne suis plus moi-même
Car, loin de toi, il n’est plus rien
Plus rien que j’aime
 

J’ai tant besoin de toi
Que mon amour et ma vie
Sont une extase infinie
Où tu es dans mes bras
Rien qu’à moi, toute à moi
Tu le sais bien, j’ai tant besoin
Besoin de toi
 

Pour voir briller en tes yeux
La folle envie des caresses
Je donnerais la Terre et le ciel bleu
Et toutes les richesses
 

J’ai tant besoin de toi
De tes grands yeux pleins de rêve
De tes baisers pleins de fièvre
Qu’un seul jour loin de toi
Je ne suis plus moi-même
Car, loin de toi, il n’est plus rien
Plus rien que j’aime
 

T’aimer, oui je veux t’aimer
Pour oublier que demain
Tu peux partir
Me laissant tous mes chagrins
Et mon amour brisé
 

J’ai tant besoin de toi
Que mon amour et ma vie
Sont une extase infinie
Où tu es dans mes bras
Rien qu’à moi, toute à moi
Tu le sais bien, j’ai tant besoin
Besoin de toi