مَرد

Man

برای مردی که تنها رفیقش سقف و دیواره

For a man whose only friend is the ceiling and the wall

شباشم ابری و دلگیر اونم از دود سیگاره

His night is cloudy and depressing from cigarette smoke

یه مردِ خسته از راهه که خسته‌اس از زمین خوردن

A man tired of the road who is tired of falling to the ground

که سقف آرزوهاشم خلاصه می‌شه تو مردن

That the ceiling of my dreams is summed up in dying

نخواست باور کنه اینو که رسم روزگار اینه

He did not want to believe that this is the custom of the times

که تنها همدم شبهاش یه مشت آهنگ غمگینه

That his only companion at night is a handful of sad songs

که عشقش جا زد و رفت و

That his love settled and left

از این غمگین‌ترم می‌شه

Is it possible to get sadder than this

کسی که قصه‌اش این باشه

Someone whose story is this

کسی با یه‌کم گریه با این آهنگ سبک می‌شه

Someone cried a little with this song, It gets lighter

آره دیوونگی کردی ولی مردونگی اینه

Yes, you went crazy, but this is masculinity

که جز سقف و این دیوار کسی اشکاتو نمی‌بینه

Except for the roof and this wall, no one sees your tears

همه‌ش از خود گذشتن بود که این خاصّیت مرده

It was all self-sacrifice that this quality was dead

که طعم شور هر اشکی نمک‌گیرش نمیکرده

The salty taste of every tear did not stick to the salt

همه‌ش از خود گذشتن بود که این خاصّیت مرده

It was all self-sacrifice that this quality was dead

که طعم شور هر اشکی نمک‌گیرش نمیکرده

The salty taste of every tear did not stick to the salt

نخواست باور کنه اینو که رسم روزگار اینه

He did not want to believe that this is the custom of the times

که تنها همدم شبهاش یه مشت آهنگ غمگینه

That his only companion at night is a handful of sad songs

که عشقش جا زد و رفت و

That his love settled and left

از این غمگین‌ترم می‌شه

Is it possible to get sadder than this

کسی که قصه‌اش این باشه

Someone whose story is this

کسی با یه‌کم گریه با این آهنگ سبک می‌شه

Someone cried a little with this song

سبک می‌شه

It gets lighter