Lyrics of Zendegi Ye Baziye (1351) Dariush In English

Life is a game, who is satisfied with the
clouds of his life, I cry, my heart is the fountain of blood, my heart
cannot satisfy my heart, I can convince
this crazy heart to play this game, I
have no excuse to be and stay, I have no
hatred in my throat, I dont have the air of sadness, I dont have the air of singing, I am cold

and black everywhere, my lips are moaning and sighing
, my head is without shade, I am left in the way of
my hand, sad and cold, in my throat, there is a pain in my throat,
neither spring nor autumn flower. Autumn,

yellow-hearted, which has no heart, has nothing to do with life,
stranger in this country, I dont have an acquaintance,
my head is without shade, my heart is a piece of
home, sadness sits in my heart, my wings and feathers are broken,

stranger in this country, I dont have an acquaintance,
my head is without shade, my heart is a cloth of home, cold

and black, my lips are moaning, and oh,
my head is without shade, I am left in the way of
my hand, sad and cold, there is a ball of pain
in my throat.Neither spring nor flower, autumn, autumn,

yellow-hearted, which has no lover, has nothing to do with life,
stranger in this country, I do not have an acquaintance,
my head is without shade, my heart is a cloth of
sorrow, my heart is broken, my wings and feathers are broken,
the stranger of this country, I do not have an acquaintance
, my head is without shade, my heart is a cloth of home.

Composer : Dariush
Arranger : Parviz Maghsadi
Poet : Mina Asadi