قصه می گویم من از نو قصه از یک زن
so I am going to tell you a story , and the story is about a woman
قصه از دریای احساسی که می جوشید
about all that ocean of love and feeling
that she had waseted by giving it to a piece of stone
ریخته در پیش ِ پای سنگ
قصه می گویم من از تنهایی و از اشک
Im telling a story about loneliness and tears, about asking herself if she should die or just tolerate
قصه از تردیدِ مردن یا بسر بردن
قصه از این شعر
a story about poem
قصه از این دوستی
این الفتِ من
با مداوم رقص ِ پای این قلم برصفحه ء خالی
about my friendship with this pen who is continuously tap dancing on the paper
او که با او گریه ها کردم عشق ورزیدم وز آزادی
poem , in which i have cried and talked about my way of loving
about freedom
در سکوت خامش و فریاد های کوچکِ زهری که در من بود
in silent and little poisonous talks
هر که او را خواند را خواندم
وزلهیب درهای خویش
اندکی او را خبر کردم
and so I let who ever was reading my poem know a bit about how much in-pain I was
...
قصه می گویم من از نو قصه از یک زن
so Im telling a story about a woman
سخت گشته از دوام ِ درد
a woman who got hard when the pain got persistent
آهن ِ سرخی ،فرو رفته، درونِ آب .
and yes she got hard like a red piece of iron which was put inside water
او که می گفتند دیگر شکل زن ها نیست
یا نه یعنی شکل
در تفکر هاش در برخوردهای کوته رسمی ش
and the woman got hardened , so people saied that she is no longer like a woman beacuse the way she was thinking and behaveing changed
...
قصه می گویم من از نو قصه از یک زن
so Im telling a story about that woman
او که اندیشید
the woman who was a thinker
من نه آنم کز فشار هرزه ء دستی
the woman who tought with herself , im not gonna be happy with any random love and im not gonna be satisfied just by anything shallow
بر زنم فریاد کو بس آه خوشبختم
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نه ببین معشوق
no see baby
قصه از آن دختران کوچک هر چیز و هر کی نیست
the story is not about that little teenage girl who didnt know who she is and what she wants
گرگ باران خورده را دل
از به دریاها زدن خود هیچ باکی نیست
but its about an adult who is not afraid of risking
....
قصه می گویم من از نو قصه از یک زن
and now im telling you story baby , and the story is a bout your woman
سر فشرده آنچنان معصوم بر بازوت
the one who has pressed her head on your arm so innocently
در نوازش های طولانیت چون گنجشک کوچولوی ترسیده
the one who is like a little wild bird when you keep caressing her
سخت همچون سنگ
hard like a rock
ساده چون لبخند
simple like a smile
ریخته در زیر پای او
هر چه از آهن زره پوشیده پیش از این
and she took off all she has had to fight or denfend
جان نهاده در میان دست های تو
putting her life in your hands, she presses you hands together
می فشارد مشت هایت را
با خودش دارد می اندیشد
while she is thinking that LOVE will be its own good answer
عشق بی تردید پاسخ می دهد ما را
عاشق و تسلیم
trusting the loved one
بار سنگین وظایف را رسانده گوییا مقصد
قصه پایان می برد با عشق
she finishes the story , like she has had a mission and now its compelete , she gives you the responsibility from now on
...
قصه خواهی گفت پس تو قصه از یک مرد
so you will tell a story
a story about a man
قصه از مردی که با پتک بلای روزگاران پیکرش شد صاف
a man who got formed by being hit by hard times and difficulties
قصه از تنهایی و افسوس
a story about being lonely
وآن تفکر های طولانی که اینسان خامش و آرام رنگش زد
and all that time of thinking and deep toughts , those which made the man ,so quiet and so calm
او که دل برکند از آن زرق و برق کوچک فانی که چندی داشت
the one who left all that luxurious fake life behind
او که می دانست آخر سر مسافر بود
the one who moved away and stayed on his own
او که هر کس بود بهتر شد
the one who i dont know exactly who he was or how he was but I know he got better and he became a better person
او که روئیای بزرگ و شادمانی داشت
a man with a big happy wish
این هم او اویی که روز و شب
the one that is the reason I am asking myself day and night , who he is and how he is
that I am having all this wonderfull feelings all this happiness and satisfaction , when I am around him
از خودم می پرسم آیا کیست ایا چیست
وین همه خرسندی و احساس خوب من
در کنار او برای چیست
قصه خواهی گفت از یک مرد
so you will tell a story about a man
او که اسرار خدای آسمانها را
the one who probably knew God's secrets
خود بدون اینکه می دانست ، می دانست
or maybe he didnt know that he knew it , but he knew it
او که می پرسید از من عاشق و آرام
the one who whispered and asked me with such a great love ,
پاسخ خوب کدامین کرده اش بودم
"what have I done to deserve you baby!!y"
او که معنای بهشت و دوزخ من را نمی دانست
the one who didnt really care bout heaven or hell, beacuse he had a law for his life
لیک قانونی برای زندگانی داشت
خواه جمع و ضرب و تقسیم و اگر منها
پاسخ او جمله مثبت بود
and it was like this: no mather what he would do his best
او موظف بود بر خوبی بیافزاید
he wanted to think that had to do his best, and so he wouldnt bother any one or make any one feel bad or sad
او موظف بود هرگر هیچ فردی را نیازارد
او که بی آنکه بداند سخت عاشق بود
yea well maybe he didnt know how much in love he was
او که بی آنکه بفهمد ، مرد خوبی بود
maybe he didnt know, he hadnt realized himself that , he was a great man , he was a very good man
+ نوشته شده توسط ساره در دوشنبه بیست و چهارم تیر 1387 و ساعت
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