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خار تو - آلبوم ص شاهین نجفی
Music: Shahin Najafi
Arrangement: Majid Kazemi
Lyrics: Shahin Najafi
Cover: Ali Baghban
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Khaareto - Khaar e to (your barb/sister)

The birds are dead and a predator is the flock’s leader
The predestined has happened and can’t be reversed
The garlic smell in your mouth, my inner collapse motion
The emptiness of this pistachio won’t hurt the cucurbit
I wish my zeal weren’t strapped to your monument
How does the holy shrine benefit from this leisureless intercourse?
Dissimulate your eyes
Taste the rude flavor of rage
Be content and conform the others

Your cigar, your guitar, Ouch! Your barb! (Whoops! Your sister!)

Your burb pointed our eyes and
Fucked as your personal long condom (tail) ripped out
We push the curtains away and
Your original entity would be revealed
Semen (you’re me!) Semen (you’re me!)
Haven’t I come from the semen, have I?
Look I recite (the Quran)
Don’t give a fuck to the world, drink up and demolish yourself
Although the watchman beats you
Be groggy and don’t give up
Be demolished, destroy it
The wreckage weeps, the wreckage cries…

Your cigar, your guitar, Ouch! Your barb! (Whoops! Your sister!)

Your lustful glance
The lust of intoning your body
Orate, my bare world becomes the deed’s bed
From your mysterious mouth
How much poems I have sucked
My being would be sacrificed to your existence
Just hint, I’ll drift in
To your apeak stature I swear that
I’m much goofy

Your cigar, your guitar, Ouch! Your barb! (Whoops! Your sister!)


Translation by: Nick Rastin

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