| میـزنه گـوله های برف بـازَم اون بیـرون ما گـرم و نـرمِ خـونَمـون
| He throws snowballs at me, it warms us and softens our blood.
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| خـدایا شُکـرِت تـو هـم بِپـا که تـو این هـوا میــری بیــرون سرما نَرِه تو گَلـوت
| Thank God you also get up when you die in this air. Get out of the cold.
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| آخـه طاقت ندارم که ببـینـم عزیـزم یه مریضــیِ سـادَتو
| Oh i can not bear to see you baby's a simple disease
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| همیـن این یه ساعتــو که نبـودی چه سخت گذشت و ندیـدی اسـارَتو
| This is an hour when you were not there, how hard it was and you did not see Esarto
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| ایـن خونه بی تو ، مِثِه انباری سرد و سوت و کوره
| This house without you is like a cold storehouse and a whistle and a stove
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| دلِ تو هرکاری کرد بُرد
| Your heart won everything
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| این خـونه بی تــو ، مِثِه انبــاری ســـرد و سوت و کـوره
| This house without you is like a storehouse of cold, whistles and stoves.
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| دلِ تو هرکاری کرد بُرد
| Your heart won everything
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| میـــزنـه گــــولـه هـای بـرف بـه شـیـــشـه
| Scatter snowballs on glass
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| وِلِـش کـن خــودش الآن خـسـتـه مـیـشـه
| Let alone himself now he is tired
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| مـا میـمـونیــم و ایـن هـمـه راهِ سـفـیـــــد
| We are staying and this is all the way to white
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| مـیشـکُـفـه غـنچــه هـای خـنــده پـیـشِـت
| Mishkafeh is full of laughing buds
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| تـــو خــوبــی و خـوبـیـات خـــز نـمیــشـه
| You are not good and the goodness of fur is not
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| میشه عشقـو به وضوح تو این رابطه دید
| You can see your love clearly in this relationship
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| زمـستـونه و گــرمات ، سَر و سـامونه مَنِه
| Winter and heat, my head and feet
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| هـمـیـن ناز و اداهـات ، برف و بارونه مَنِه
| The same sweetness and grace, snow and rain
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| زمــستــــونه الآن ، وَقـتِـشِــــه بارون بزنه
| It's winter now, when it rains
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| وقتشه خوش بگذره ، به هردوتامون یه ذره
| Have fun, a little bit for both of us
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| این خونه بی تو ، مِثِه انباری ســــرد و سوت و کوره
| This house without you is like a cold storage room and a whistle and a stove
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| دلِ تو هرکاری کرد بُرد
| Your heart won everything
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| این خونه بی تو ، مِثِه انباری سرد و سوت و کوره
| This house without you is like a cold storehouse and a whistle and a stove
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| دلِ تو هرکاری کرد بُرد
| Your heart won everything
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| واقعیَتِـــــش اینـــــه کــه ، اصَــــن بــدِ مطلــق وجــود نــداره
| The fact is that there is no such thing as absolute evil.
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| یــه ســـری چـیــزا از نـظـــرِ مـن بَـده که از نظرِ تو بد نیست
| Give me a series of things that are not bad in your opinion
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| یه ســـری چـیــــزا هم از نظرِ تو بَده که از نظرِ من بد نیست
| Give me a series of things that are not bad in my opinion
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| فقط کافیه که ما بتونیم با بدی های همدیگه بسازیم به خاطرِ خوبیامون
| It is enough that we can deal with each other's evils for the sake of our good
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| همین
| This
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| داوود | David |