Lyrics of Nagoftamat Naro Shahin Najafi In English
Listen to and tear the curtain of the poet who sat down and
Standing with his mouth open and shouting in the bullet of Assis poetry and
The idea of the song at the feet of Putin and
A flood of slaps on beards, roots, and
Blood buds on the scratched lip under the chin
Didnt I tell you that the glider of this earth is not enough for a shroud of roots?
Didnt I tell you that nothing but the smell of pus blows from empty heartless breasts in the air?
Didnt I tell you that this crowd of newspapers is a stranger to the wild handwriting and traces of your gaze?
Didnt I tell you that instead of kissing an ugly penis they put fire on the red mouth?
Didnt I tell you not to go, didnt I tell you not to go?
Didnt you say it, didnt you say it?
Didnt I tell you not to go, didnt I tell you not to go?
Didnt you say it, didnt you say it?
Didnt I tell you not to go, didnt I tell you not to go?
Didnt you say it, didnt you say it?
Didnt I tell you not to go, didnt I tell you not to go?
Didnt you say it, didnt you say it?
Didnt I tell you that everything we said was curd?
Didnt I tell you not to go because your departure was a result of tears?
Didnt I tell you to laugh at the grave of the ancestor of the hungry people?
Didnt I tell you that he would naturally die among so many corpses?
To be a donkey, to be deaf, to be blind, to shut your mouth, to shut your mouth, to shut your mouth.
