Prayers at noon in August / The cooked air of the mang of two sleepless children / At the bottom of a narrow alley with a wooden gun / A bullet from the commune we were going to the enemys war / Come on Q Bang Bang How many Indians did we kill / What a simple season it was in that dead end alley / Do you remember brother?
Everyone is playing games / Everyone is unaware and happy of the day of sadness / None of the news was the air of childhood / A kind spring passed and we arrived / It was the season of adolescence of the happy Friday night / It was the night of the cinema / It was the light of our way, someone was singing / Like Elvis Presley, one was James Dean / What kisses did we get for Zahra and Lily / We were beaten well in that dead end alley / Do you remember brother?
It was spring and I am still / Jakes night Jake Maston was still the curtains / On the face of winter, that bright night passed / The night of the stars and the moon arrived, my generation and you / It was a bad moment at the first time / Forty sides of turmoil , not a wise fellow / Not a good fellow traveler takes one wind / One takes one of the water after the oriental heritage / How forbidden we read to the west of progress / In the smelly basement, it was all arguments / Head Shamloos message in the twist of our night / It was the resurrection and the tumult , one was Engels hangover / One was the ecstasy of Buddha in the mosque of the left poet / In the café of the drunken believer, what a dizziness / Do you remember brother? Its still Friday night / It was the night of the cinema, the fever of the deer / It was in our alleys / Dont sit on the lips of our canvas / I remember that one day / We all became bold and sweet-hearted, the first artist / In the movie Truth and Falsehood, the Knife Night Motorcycle / The Progressive Comrade of the Half-Naked Woman / In the Eastern Hijab there was the air of passion and evil / In that dead-end alley, someone was shot / Someone was wearing a scarf, everyone was fascinated and drunk / You have a dream in the closet, what dreams did we not have / Do you remember, brother?
I dont remember anymore / From that Jake Jake Mastoon Spring died and the earth went / In the sight of winter the moonlight ship broke / In the monstrous wave, there was a star that was going / To the bottom of the sea night the silence was dark and / The night moon was the truth / There was no movie or song ( The alleys are narrow / Deconaustist . . . ) Real guns / Nostalgic brothers, look at the spinning wheel / Again Q Q Bang Bang we died a hundred times a night / What a season of horror was in that dead end alley / Do you remember brother?
That season passed and we too / We passed with a cold heart like the dust of sorrow / Riding the stray wind from this pit / To that pit / We traveled from this pit to that well / We reached the last moment on the loose soil of homesickness / We sat bitter and heavy, one fell from the heart / One fell from the religion in this sick homesickness / In this stray path, there was not a way / Not a lost and buried caravan / What hell did we taste in this drunken paradise / Do you remember, brother? August noon prayers / Cooked air of two immigrant children / In a cramped room with a button a handful of wires / A box of beautiful lights sitting hot / Come on QQ Bang Bang Bang again Q Q Bang Bang / Still QQ Bang Bang / QQ Bang Bang . . .
