شهر دیوونه

The Crazy City

یا همیشه دیر بودم یا ازم خسته شدن زود

I’ve always been either late, or they soon became tired of me

من به هر کسی رسیدم لحظه ی خداحافظی بود

Whomever I turned to, it was the moment of ‘goodbye’

قلبم اصلا از گذشته خاطر خوشی نداره

My heart has no fond memories of the past whatsoever

بکش این خاطره رو که قصد خودکشی نداره

Kill this memory, because it has no intention of committing suicide

همیشه اشتباه شده جمله هام

My sentences have always gone wrong

جوابم اون نبوده که شنفتم

My response has never been what I’ve heard

از بس به هر کسی گفتم عاشق نبود

Because to many I said [‘I love you’], and they were not in love,

به اون که عاشقش شدم چیزی نگفتم

I said nothing to the one I fell in love with

این شهر دیوونه به من یاد داد

This crazy city taught me that

آدم که تنها باشه راحت تره

one would be comfortable if alone.

لعنت به تنهایی و دیوونگیش

Damn that loneliness and its craziness!

لعنت به راحتی که سخت میگذره

Damn that comfort which is hard!

هنوزم هرجا که میرم کوچه هاش برام شکل بن بسته

Still wherever I go, the alleys are dead ends to me

یه وقتا میگم شاید یکی دل این شهرو یه جا شکسته

Sometimes I think to myself that maybe someone somewhere has broken the heart of this city

خیلی حرفا با تو داشتم ولی لعنت به گریه های آخرت

I had so much to tell you, but damn those last tears of yours

منم مثل تو گریه کردم و حیف پشت سرت

I also cried like you, [but,] alas, when you had left

همیشه اشتباه شده جمله هام

My sentences have always gone wrong

جوابم اون نبوده که شنفتم

My response has never been what I‘ve heard

از بس به هر کسی گفتم عاشق نبود

Because to many I said [‘I love you’], and they were not in love,

به اون که عاشقش شدم چیزی نگفتم

I said nothing to the one I fell in love with

این شهر دیوونه به من یاد داد

This crazy city taught me that

آدم که تنها باشه راحت تره

one would be comfortable if alone

لعنت به تنهایی و دیوونگیش

Damn that loneliness and its craziness!

لعنت به راحتی که سخت میگذره

Damn that comfort which is hard!