Dideh va Del - Hichkas, Reveal, Amin Fouladi

همه چی از اونجا شروع میشه که تو چیزی میبینی

میگی این همون چیزیه که تو رویاها میدیدی

میچینی واسه رسیدن به چیزی که آرزوته

آره اونه چیزیکه کمک تو باشه پوله

حال و روز ما که همه چی رو میبینیم اینه

شاید باید ببندیم چش و گیریم این میشه

اما دیدنی ها رو دیدیم و دیگه دیر شده

میگه این دیگه دنیا و توی دین پره

که به دنیا و هرچی که توشه دل نبند

چشم من خیلی چیزا رو گرفت و ول نکرد

تقصیرمن نیست پسر این کار دله

این بار که شعر من نیس این کار دله

این باره چشمه بچه این که چاره نشه

میخواد بخره اسباب بازی و پدر بیچاره

نکه نخواد اما توی جیب پولی نیست دیگه

دستش رو سر پسره میگه روزی میرسه

که تو به هر چی که میخوای میرسی پسر

از پدرمن بود پسر این رسید به من

نیس کسی که ضرب ازاین حسی که من دارم دربیاره

پی بی حسی به من میده دلیل رپم اینه

همیشه من از این یه دیدم اون مرضی که

دارم در عذابم بدون نفهمیه که

اگه دیده نباشه دل ساکته ماها قربانیه

چشیم این ثابته

ز دست دیده و دل هر دو فریاد

که هر چی دیده بیند دل کند یاد

بسازم خنجری نیشش ز فولاد

زنم بر دیده تا دل گردد آزاد

I’m like the reed flute I tell a tale of separation

Let me explain the statement

That’s a reference to my mental state when

I see tragedies but feel no sensation

Desensitised by events in life is my only explanation

No revelation, half of my life’s been sufferation

From the loss of loved ones to my peers' incarceration

Sleepless nights I lay awake in contemplation

Debating the purpose of our existence and nature of our creation

Half the world caved in and gave in to Satan

The other half still waiting on Angels to save them

Look deeper don’t believe in just the stereotype

God ain’t there in the sky, he’s there in your mind

Heaven and Hell ain’t destinations, they’re there in your life

To reach Heaven you go through Hell so prepare for the strife

They want me dead like Hallaj because I speak the whole truth

In 22 years I see more than I’m supposed to

From street wars we grew and reformed

My People came together to work as one like 30 birds forming the Simorgh

And now we work with verses that are verbally murderous

With the wisdom of 30 Persian dervishes in all the words I script

Don’t get confused we’re not just rappers

In the studio we don’t record tracks, we perform Sama

Submerge the self and kill the Ego

Ultimate Jihad is against yourself not other people

ز دست دیده و دل هر دو فریاد

که هر چی دیده بیند دل کند یاد

بسازم خنجری نیشش ز فولاد

زنم بر دیده تا دل گردد آزاد

It all starts when you see something

You say this is what you dreamed

Michini to achieve what you desire

Yes, that's what helps you make money

This is our day when we see everything

Maybe we should close our eyes and catch this

But we saw the sights and it is too late

He says this is the world and religion

That they do not care about the world and everything

My eye caught a lot of things and did not let go

It's not my fault, boy

This time it's not my poem

This is a child spring that has no choice

He wants to buy toys and a poor father

He may not want to, but he no longer has money in his pocket

He puts his hand on the boy's head and one day he will

That you can get whatever you want, boy

It was from my father that this son reached me

There is no one who can multiply this feeling that I have

PB gives me a sense of reason

I have always seen this disease

I'm in torment without understanding that

If not seen, our silent heart is a victim

Our eyes are fixed

The hand and the heart both cry

To remember everything he sees

I will make a steel bite dagger

My wife looked up to be free

I’m like the reed flute I tell a tale of separation

Let me explain the statement

That’s a reference to my mental state when

I see tragedies but feel no sensation

Desensitized by events in life is my only explanation

No revelation, half of my life’s been sufferation

From the loss of loved ones to my peers' incarceration

Sleepless nights I lay awake in contemplation

Debating the purpose of our existence and the nature of our creation

Half the world caved in and gave in to Satan

The other half still waiting on Angels to save them

Look deeper don’t believe in just the stereotype

God ain’t there in the sky, he’s there in your mind

Heaven and Hell ain’t destinations, they’re there in your life

To reach Heaven you go through Hell so prepare for the strife

They want me dead like Hallaj because I speak the whole truth

In 22 years I see more than I’m supposed to

From street wars we grew and reformed

My People came together to work as one like 30 birds forming the Simorgh

And now we work with verses that are verbally murderous

With the wisdom of 30 Persian dervishes in all the words I script

Don’t get confused we’re not just rappers

In the studio we don’t record tracks, we perform Sama

Submerge the self and kill the Ego

Ultimate Jihad is against yourself not other people

The hand and the heart both cry

To remember everything he sees

I will make a steel bite dagger

My wife looked up to be free