Lyrics of Mishe Nari - Arta

Mishe Nari - Arta
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Date of issue: 15.11.2015
Song language: Persian

Mishe Nari

(original)
من و تو آخر شب،با همه جنگ
بودیم با همه قهر
با همه بـــد
با همه پرت،باید برم آدم بشم
میشه نری،میشه نری،میشه نری
نه دیگه نداره دیگه نرم دیره ولی
دیره ولی،ئیره ولی ولی میشه نری
میگه میشه نری میشه نری …
میگن کص مثِ الکله
میگذره میپره،پس چرا این الکل نپره!
نه اینا ضرب المثله
دیگه روم حساب وا نکن برو قرض الحسنه
زنگ میزنی بم هر روز دلِ پُر
فحش میدی و میکنی قطع روم تلفنو
شاید بد بودی که رفت آرتا
هیچ وقت ولی نشکون دلِ تو رو
تو چرا پشیمونی،تو که با همه بودی
خودمم حتی دیدم با جفت چشام همه جوریـــ
جفت چشام همه جوریـــ
حرفی نه نزدی
از پیشم هم رفتی
نَفهمیدی بری رَد میدم عوضی
حق میدم بر نَگردی از اول
این تصمیمِ تقدیرِ تقصیرِ من هم نی
نهـــــ نرو
ولی نهــــ نرو
دیگه دستامم برا تو نی
ما که از همه خوردیم آخه مسئله تو نیستی
تو هول گلی پول که نباشه بدنتو میدی
اول ظهر میری تا هفت-هشت صبح
منم هشت صبح ولی بر عکسِ تو
با قهوه قفل میزنم رو یه عکس کهنه
تو فکر برنامه تو شب جمـــــعه
نده قول بدم،سرِ تو آرتا بدِ شده
همش سُرفه،لبش قفل
اینا سرِ توئه،سرِ تو،سر تو …
من و تو آخر شب،با همه جنگ
بودیم با همه قهر
با همه بـــد
(translation)
Me and you at the end of the night, with all the war
We were angry with everyone
with all bad
Anyway, I have to go and become a person
You can not go, you can not go, you can not go
No, it's not anymore, it's too late, but
It's late, but it's late, but you can't go
He says you can go, you can go...
They say he is like an alcoholic
It passes and jumps, so why doesn't this alcohol jump!
No, this is a proverb
Don't count anymore, go for a loan
You call me every day with a full heart
You swear and hang up on me
Maybe it was bad for you to leave, Arta
Never but break your heart
Why do you regret, you were with everyone
I even saw it all with my own eyes
All kinds of pairs of eyes
You didn't say no
You left me too
You don't understand, go away, you bitch
I give you the right not to return from the beginning
This decision is not my fault either
No, don't go
But no, don't go
I don't have my hands for you anymore
It's not your problem that we ate from everyone
You are a fool, you will give your body if you don't have money
You go at noon until seven or eight in the morning
Me too at eight in the morning, but unlike you
I lock an old photo with coffee
You are thinking about the program on Friday night
Don't promise me, Arta, your head is bad
He is all coughing, his lips are closed
This is your head, your head, your head...
Me and you at the end of the night, with all the war
We were angry with everyone
with all bad
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