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Do these make you emotional too?(It’s long)?

Posted on March 14, 2012 by admin| 6 Comments

Hi.I live in Iran.Please read the following translations for 5 Iranian pop music and tell me which one you like the best.The singer’s albums were chosen as the best pop music for the best and the most meaningful lyrics and the best melody in France.If you like to listen to them just e-mail me and I’ll send them to you in no time.Cos I’d sent them to 7 Americans and I don’t need to attach them again.They all loved them.

First:(mahboobeye shab)
when the night steps in the gardens, the flowers cannot breathe
when the darkness rains (comes down) from the sky, the blooms become sad
when the darkness doesn’t allow the flowers to breathe, the “love flower” stays awake at night
she (the love flower) doesn’t allow the night to have any effects on her, her smell can be felt even at the other side of the gardens
if (someone) puts the love flower in a vase, and plants thistles all around her
(even) if (someone) walls up all around her body (existence), (even) if everyone accuses all of her fibers
(even with all these difficulties) the smell of the love flower makes its way to the beyond of all the stone walls
(and) the love flower, has a shelter in the heart of the blooms
at nights when the flowers are sitting in the darkness, and they all have closed their eyes because of the horrer of the night
(and) when their body trembles becuase of the fear of the darkness, you “lover flower” are the shelter for them

Second:(yaade man baash)
you left (me) and your memories have sat down in my mind
without you I’m the prisoner of the impossible wishes (ambitions)
you didn’t keep me in your memory (you didn’t think of me) but, I broke in the memory of you
I didn’t fall in love with anyone but you, (because) you’re far from me
sing with me and think of me, think of me (keep me in your memory) without any excuses
when the moon is awake, think of me with all your love
if you be (with me), it is possible to pass the (unfortunate) events
and) it is possible to learn how to burst into flames, in the fire of your love)
if you’re away (from me), if you’re not (with me), (at least) be the breath of my cry
till the end of the world, forever, keep me in your memory (think of me)

Third:(Tasavvor kon)
Imagine.Even if it is hard to imagine.a world where each person is truly fortunate!Imagine a world where money, race, and power have no place!a world where riot police is not the answer to the calls for unity!a world with no nuclear bombs, no artillery, and no bombardments!a world where no child will leave his legs on land mines!Everybody free, totally free! no one in pain, no pain!You wouldn’t read in newspapers that whales committed suicide!Imagine a world with no hatred, no gunpowder,no cruelty of arrogant, no fear, no coffin!Imagine a world filled with smile and freedom!full of flowers and kisses! Filled with up-growing improvements!Imagine! Even if it is a crime to imagine so!even if you’d lay down your life on this!Imagine a world where prison does not exist in reality,where all wars of the world are included in ‘The Ceasefire Treaty’!!a world where nobody is ‘The Boss’ of the world!people are all equal!Then each person will have an equal share in each single seed of wheat!No border, no boundaries – motherland would mean the entire world!imagine you could be the interpretation of this dream!

Forth:(Booseye Baad)(club mix)
The kiss of the autumnal wind whispers to the lonely leaf unmercifully that you’ll be the victim of the autumn
The new green leaf loses its green color, it drowns in the kisses of the wind and the horror of the new days
It (the leaf) abandons the tree and wanders around in the alley (becomes homeless), an alley that is the reminder of the gone and futile days
It (the leaf) sits down in the corner of the alley, stares up at the sky, thinks of the past, and feels pity for it (with sadness)
(It thinks of) the days that the alley was under my body’s shade, and the kind lover tree, loved the smell of my breath so much
My share of the wind’s kiss, what can I say oh my gosh, was all getting yellow-colored and faded, and dying and being forgotten

Fifth:(Panjareh)
When at sunset, the rain hits the (window) glass
All the sadness in the world is in my chest
In the rain drops, my choked voice breaks (intrupts)
I don’t want anything but a window anymore
I sit down behind this window and sing
I wait for your arrival under the rain
Under the rain, waiting for you is very different
Sounds like I love you more when it rains
Sometimes when you come, you put your head on my shoulder
You take all the sadness away from my heart
But this is only a dream, a dream behind the window (glass)
When I’m awake, sadness sits down in my throat again (I become sad again)

sorry, if it was too long.And also sorry for the gramatical mistakes.The rest of them are as beautiful as these, but I haven’t translated them yet.

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Could you please give your opinion on these?(It’s long)?

Posted on March 14, 2012 by admin| 2 Comments

Hi.I live in Iran.Please read the following translations for 5 Iranian pop music and tell me which one you like the best.The singer’s albums were chosen as the best pop music for the best and the most meaningful lyrics and the best melody in France.If you like to listen to them just e-mail me and I’ll send them to you in no time.Cos I’d sent them to 7 Americans and I don’t need to attach them again.They all loved them.

First:(mahboobeye shab)
when the night steps in the gardens, the flowers cannot breathe
when the darkness rains (comes down) from the sky, the blooms become sad
when the darkness doesn’t allow the flowers to breathe, the “love flower” stays awake at night
she (the love flower) doesn’t allow the night to have any effects on her, her smell can be felt even at the other side of the gardens
if (someone) puts the love flower in a vase, and plants thistles all around her
(even) if (someone) walls up all around her body (existence), (even) if everyone accuses all of her fibers
(even with all these difficulties) the smell of the love flower makes its way to the beyond of all the stone walls
(and) the love flower, has a shelter in the heart of the blooms
at nights when the flowers are sitting in the darkness, and they all have closed their eyes because of the horrer of the night
(and) when their body trembles becuase of the fear of the darkness, you “lover flower” are the shelter for them

Second:(yaade man baash)
you left (me) and your memories have sat down in my mind
without you I’m the prisoner of the impossible wishes (ambitions)
you didn’t keep me in your memory (you didn’t think of me) but, I broke in the memory of you
I didn’t fall in love with anyone but you, (because) you’re far from me
sing with me and think of me, think of me (keep me in your memory) without any excuses
when the moon is awake, think of me with all your love
if you be (with me), it is possible to pass the (unfortunate) events
and) it is possible to learn how to burst into flames, in the fire of your love)
if you’re away (from me), if you’re not (with me), (at least) be the breath of my cry
till the end of the world, forever, keep me in your memory (think of me)

Third:(Tasavvor kon)
Imagine.Even if it is hard to imagine.a world where each person is truly fortunate!Imagine a world where money, race, and power have no place!a world where riot police is not the answer to the calls for unity!a world with no nuclear bombs, no artillery, and no bombardments!a world where no child will leave his legs on land mines!Everybody free, totally free! no one in pain, no pain!You wouldn’t read in newspapers that whales committed suicide!Imagine a world with no hatred, no gunpowder,no cruelty of arrogant, no fear, no coffin!Imagine a world filled with smile and freedom!full of flowers and kisses! Filled with up-growing improvements!Imagine! Even if it is a crime to imagine so!even if you’d lay down your life on this!Imagine a world where prison does not exist in reality,where all wars of the world are included in ‘The Ceasefire Treaty’!!a world where nobody is ‘The Boss’ of the world!people are all equal!Then each person will have an equal share in each single seed of wheat!No border, no boundaries – motherland would mean the entire world!imagine you could be the interpretation of this dream!

Forth:(Booseye Baad)(club mix)
The kiss of the autumnal wind whispers to the lonely leaf unmercifully that you’ll be the victim of the autumn
The new green leaf loses its green color, it drowns in the kisses of the wind and the horror of the new days
It (the leaf) abandons the tree and wanders around in the alley (becomes homeless), an alley that is the reminder of the gone and futile days
It (the leaf) sits down in the corner of the alley, stares up at the sky, thinks of the past, and feels pity for it (with sadness)
(It thinks of) the days that the alley was under my body’s shade, and the kind lover tree, loved the smell of my breath so much
My share of the wind’s kiss, what can I say oh my gosh, was all getting yellow-colored and faded, and dying and being forgotten

Fifth:(Panjareh)
When at sunset, the rain hits the (window) glass
All the sadness in the world is in my chest
In the rain drops, my choked voice breaks (intrupts)
I don’t want anything but a window anymore
I sit down behind this window and sing
I wait for your arrival under the rain
Under the rain, waiting for you is very different
Sounds like I love you more when it rains
Sometimes when you come, you put your head on my shoulder
You take all the sadness away from my heart
But this is only a dream, a dream behind the window (glass)
When I’m awake, sadness sits down in my throat again (I become sad again)

sorry, if it was too long.And also sorry for the gramatical mistakes.The rest of them are as beautiful as these, but I haven’t translated them yet.

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Do you think he really deserved to get the prize for the best?

Posted on March 14, 2012 by admin| 1 Comment

Hi.I live in Iran.Please read the following translations for 5 Iranian pop music and tell me which one you like the best.The singer’s albums were chosen as the best pop music for the best and the most meaningful lyrics and the best melody in France.If you like to listen to them just e-mail me and I’ll send them to you in no time.Cos I’d sent them to 7 Americans and I don’t need to attach them again.They all loved them.You’ll get a mixture of different emotions:happiness, sadness,hope,strong emotion,joy.It once made me actually cry! His music is simply a phenomena like the portrait of Mona Liza..

First:(mahboobeye shab)
when the night steps in the gardens, the flowers cannot breathe
when the darkness rains (comes down) from the sky, the blooms become sad
when the darkness doesn’t allow the flowers to breathe, the “love flower” stays awake at night
she (the love flower) doesn’t allow the night to have any effects on her, her smell can be felt even at the other side of the gardens
if (someone) puts the love flower in a vase, and plants thistles all around her
(even) if (someone) walls up all around her body (existence), (even) if everyone accuses all of her fibers
(even with all these difficulties) the smell of the love flower makes its way to the beyond of all the stone walls
(and) the love flower, has a shelter in the heart of the blooms
at nights when the flowers are sitting in the darkness, and they all have closed their eyes because of the horrer of the night
(and) when their body trembles becuase of the fear of the darkness, you “lover flower” are the shelter for them

Second:(yaade man baash)
you left (me) and your memories have sat down in my mind
without you I’m the prisoner of the impossible wishes (ambitions)
you didn’t keep me in your memory (you didn’t think of me) but, I broke in the memory of you
I didn’t fall in love with anyone but you, (because) you’re far from me
sing with me and think of me, think of me (keep me in your memory) without any excuses
when the moon is awake, think of me with all your love
if you be (with me), it is possible to pass the (unfortunate) events
and) it is possible to learn how to burst into flames, in the fire of your love)
if you’re away (from me), if you’re not (with me), (at least) be the breath of my cry
till the end of the world, forever, keep me in your memory (think of me)

Third:(Tasavvor kon)
Imagine.Even if it is hard to imagine.a world where each person is truly fortunate!Imagine a world where money, race, and power have no place!a world where riot police is not the answer to the calls for unity!a world with no nuclear bombs, no artillery, and no bombardments!a world where no child will leave his legs on land mines!Everybody free, totally free! no one in pain, no pain!You wouldn’t read in newspapers that whales committed suicide!Imagine a world with no hatred, no gunpowder,no cruelty of arrogant, no fear, no coffin!Imagine a world filled with smile and freedom!full of flowers and kisses! Filled with up-growing improvements!Imagine! Even if it is a crime to imagine so!even if you’d lay down your life on this!Imagine a world where prison does not exist in reality,where all wars of the world are included in ‘The Ceasefire Treaty’!!a world where nobody is ‘The Boss’ of the world!people are all equal!Then each person will have an equal share in each single seed of wheat!No border, no boundaries – motherland would mean the entire world!imagine you could be the interpretation of this dream!

Forth:(Booseye Baad)(club mix)
The kiss of the autumnal wind whispers to the lonely leaf unmercifully that you’ll be the victim of the autumn
The new green leaf loses its green color, it drowns in the kisses of the wind and the horror of the new days
It (the leaf) abandons the tree and wanders around in the alley (becomes homeless), an alley that is the reminder of the gone and futile days
It (the leaf) sits down in the corner of the alley, stares up at the sky, thinks of the past, and feels pity for it (with sadness)
(It thinks of) the days that the alley was under my body’s shade, and the kind lover tree, loved the smell of my breath so much
My share of the wind’s kiss, what can I say oh my gosh, was all getting yellow-colored and faded, and dying and being forgotten

Fifth:(Panjareh)
When at sunset, the rain hits the (window) glass
All the sadness in the world is in my chest
In the rain drops, my choked voice breaks (intrupts)
I don’t want anything but a window anymore
I sit down behind this window and sing
I wait for your arrival under the rain
Under the rain, waiting for you is very different
Sounds like I love you more when it rains
Sometimes when you come, you put your head on my shoulder
You take all the sadness away from my heart
But this is only a dream, a dream behind the window (glass)
When I’m awake, sadness sits down in my throat again (I become sad again)

sorry, if it was too long.And also sorry for the gramatical mistakes.The rest of them are as beautiful as these, but I haven’t translated them yet.

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How can i get my girlfreind to forgive me, and for her parents to like me again?

Posted on March 14, 2012 by admin| 2 Comments

I’ve been with my girl now for 12 1/2 months and shes been using marijuana ever since i met her. We attended college together and she agreed to stop using it about four months into the relationship. Everytime i asked her about it she assured me she hadnt been smoking that whole time. We had been fighting ever since about the eight month period and a week ago I snapped. I went to pick up my things from her. me and her dad starting yelling at each other, he threatened to call the cops i said you would only be hurting yourself because their daughter was doing herb and also growing it in the house. My girlfreind has since talked to me but we are not together. She said she dont know how she can forgive me. she also admitted to lying about stopping over the seven month period. I took her parents trust from her. How do i get her back, and them to like me again. She said she needs time to find herself, i love her very much and dont want to mess it up. I need to know what to do for now.
Her father thinks that he is intimidating and i wanted to show him that he couldnt just talk to me like a big shot and not get some in return. I did it because she had made me mad yes, but also because i wanted her to get help. I have told her i am sorry so many times already and all she tells me is you dont even know what im going through or you dont sound sincere. I am sincere though. I always offer to her if theres anything i can do i will do it for her, she tells me she has to do it on her own. I know i made a big mistake in telling on her, but i cant take it back now. I believe her parents are mad at me because either they think i introduced her to the lifestyle which is far from the case, or because of how i came into their home and the way i spoke of it. You woudl think they would have thanked me for informing them not telling their daughter not to speak to me anymore. she still cares about me but they tell her as of now to not get back with me. I cant even say sorry to them.
She would never in her whole life admit that it was her fault in this situation. I would love for her to sit me in front of her parents and apologize but i dont know if her parents would ever give me the opportunity to step back in their house. She said its gonna be a while until they will let me come back, if ever i will be able to again. For so long i have tried many things for her, she didnt like this, i did that, she got mad at one thing i did, i changed that, i have done nothing but try to make this relationship the best, but i feel as if she never put me above other things. i feel like i was the only one trying. I want her to understand i was trying to help, and it was because of her, but she will always blame me and tells me she will never be able to forgive me. I dont know why she blames me, i know she did it to herself, she will never believe it. I want the opportunity to speak to her parents, but it looks like i cant have that opportunity.

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Which one(s) do you like best?

Posted on March 14, 2012 by admin| 3 Comments

Hi.I live in Iran.Please read the following translations for 5 Iranian pop music and tell me which one you like the best.The singer’s albums were chosen as the best pop music for the best and the most meaningful lyrics and the best melody in France.If you like to listen to them just e-mail me and I’ll send them to you in no time.Cos I’d sent them to 7 Americans and I don’t need to attach them again.They all loved them.You’ll get a mixture of different emotions:happiness, sadness,hope,strong emotion,joy.It once made me actually cry! His music is simply a phenomena like the portrait of Mona Liza..

First:(mahboobeye shab)
when the night steps in the gardens, the flowers cannot breathe
when the darkness rains (comes down) from the sky, the blooms become sad
when the darkness doesn’t allow the flowers to breathe, the “love flower” stays awake at night
she (the love flower) doesn’t allow the night to have any effects on her, her smell can be felt even at the other side of the gardens
if (someone) puts the love flower in a vase, and plants thistles all around her
(even) if (someone) walls up all around her body (existence), (even) if everyone accuses all of her fibers
(even with all these difficulties) the smell of the love flower makes its way to the beyond of all the stone walls
(and) the love flower, has a shelter in the heart of the blooms
at nights when the flowers are sitting in the darkness, and they all have closed their eyes because of the horrer of the night
(and) when their body trembles becuase of the fear of the darkness, you “lover flower” are the shelter for them

Second:(yaade man baash)
you left (me) and your memories have sat down in my mind
without you I’m the prisoner of the impossible wishes (ambitions)
you didn’t keep me in your memory (you didn’t think of me) but, I broke in the memory of you
I didn’t fall in love with anyone but you, (because) you’re far from me
sing with me and think of me, think of me (keep me in your memory) without any excuses
when the moon is awake, think of me with all your love
if you be (with me), it is possible to pass the (unfortunate) events
and) it is possible to learn how to burst into flames, in the fire of your love)
if you’re away (from me), if you’re not (with me), (at least) be the breath of my cry
till the end of the world, forever, keep me in your memory (think of me)

Third:(Tasavvor kon)
Imagine.Even if it is hard to imagine.a world where each person is truly fortunate!Imagine a world where money, race, and power have no place!a world where riot police is not the answer to the calls for unity!a world with no nuclear bombs, no artillery, and no bombardments!a world where no child will leave his legs on land mines!Everybody free, totally free! no one in pain, no pain!You wouldn’t read in newspapers that whales committed suicide!Imagine a world with no hatred, no gunpowder,no cruelty of arrogant, no fear, no coffin!Imagine a world filled with smile and freedom!full of flowers and kisses! Filled with up-growing improvements!Imagine! Even if it is a crime to imagine so!even if you’d lay down your life on this!Imagine a world where prison does not exist in reality,where all wars of the world are included in ‘The Ceasefire Treaty’!!a world where nobody is ‘The Boss’ of the world!people are all equal!Then each person will have an equal share in each single seed of wheat!No border, no boundaries – motherland would mean the entire world!imagine you could be the interpretation of this dream!

Forth:(Booseye Baad)(club mix)
The kiss of the autumnal wind whispers to the lonely leaf unmercifully that you’ll be the victim of the autumn
The new green leaf loses its green color, it drowns in the kisses of the wind and the horror of the new days
It (the leaf) abandons the tree and wanders around in the alley (becomes homeless), an alley that is the reminder of the gone and futile days
It (the leaf) sits down in the corner of the alley, stares up at the sky, thinks of the past, and feels pity for it (with sadness)
(It thinks of) the days that the alley was under my body’s shade, and the kind lover tree, loved the smell of my breath so much
My share of the wind’s kiss, what can I say oh my gosh, was all getting yellow-colored and faded, and dying and being forgotten

Fifth:(Panjareh)
When at sunset, the rain hits the (window) glass
All the sadness in the world is in my chest
In the rain drops, my choked voice breaks (intrupts)
I don’t want anything but a window anymore
I sit down behind this window and sing
I wait for your arrival under the rain
Under the rain, waiting for you is very different
Sounds like I love you more when it rains
Sometimes when you come, you put your head on my shoulder
You take all the sadness away from my heart
But this is only a dream, a dream behind the window (glass)
When I’m awake, sadness sits down in my throat again (I become sad again)

sorry, if it was too long.And also sorry for the gramatical mistakes.The rest of them are as beautiful as these, but I haven’t translated them yet.

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Please tell me which one(s) do you like the best?

Posted on March 13, 2012 by admin| 5 Comments

Hi.I live in Iran.Please read the following translations for 5 Iranian pop music and tell me which one you like the best.The singer’s albums were chosen as the best pop music for the best and the most meaningful lyrics and the best melody in France.If you like to listen to them just e-mail me and I’ll send them to you in no time.Cos I’d sent them to 7 Americans and I don’t need to attach them again.They all loved them.You’ll get a mixture of different emotions:happiness, sadness,hope,strong emotion,joy.It once made me actually cry! His music is simply a phenomena like the portrait of Mona Liza..

First:(mahboobeye shab)
when the night steps in the gardens, the flowers cannot breathe
when the darkness rains (comes down) from the sky, the blooms become sad
when the darkness doesn’t allow the flowers to breathe, the “love flower” stays awake at night
she (the love flower) doesn’t allow the night to have any effects on her, her smell can be felt even at the other side of the gardens
if (someone) puts the love flower in a vase, and plants thistles all around her
(even) if (someone) walls up all around her body (existence), (even) if everyone accuses all of her fibers
(even with all these difficulties) the smell of the love flower makes its way to the beyond of all the stone walls
(and) the love flower, has a shelter in the heart of the blooms
at nights when the flowers are sitting in the darkness, and they all have closed their eyes because of the horrer of the night
(and) when their body trembles becuase of the fear of the darkness, you “lover flower” are the shelter for them

Second:(yaade man baash)
you left (me) and your memories have sat down in my mind
without you I’m the prisoner of the impossible wishes (ambitions)
you didn’t keep me in your memory (you didn’t think of me) but, I broke in the memory of you
I didn’t fall in love with anyone but you, (because) you’re far from me
sing with me and think of me, think of me (keep me in your memory) without any excuses
when the moon is awake, think of me with all your love
if you be (with me), it is possible to pass the (unfortunate) events
and) it is possible to learn how to burst into flames, in the fire of your love)
if you’re away (from me), if you’re not (with me), (at least) be the breath of my cry
till the end of the world, forever, keep me in your memory (think of me)

Third:(Tasavvor kon)
Imagine.Even if it is hard to imagine.a world where each person is truly fortunate!Imagine a world where money, race, and power have no place!a world where riot police is not the answer to the calls for unity!a world with no nuclear bombs, no artillery, and no bombardments!a world where no child will leave his legs on land mines!Everybody free, totally free! no one in pain, no pain!You wouldn’t read in newspapers that whales committed suicide!Imagine a world with no hatred, no gunpowder,no cruelty of arrogant, no fear, no coffin!Imagine a world filled with smile and freedom!full of flowers and kisses! Filled with up-growing improvements!Imagine! Even if it is a crime to imagine so!even if you’d lay down your life on this!Imagine a world where prison does not exist in reality,where all wars of the world are included in ‘The Ceasefire Treaty’!!a world where nobody is ‘The Boss’ of the world!people are all equal!Then each person will have an equal share in each single seed of wheat!No border, no boundaries – motherland would mean the entire world!imagine you could be the interpretation of this dream!

Forth:(Booseye Baad)(club mix)
The kiss of the autumnal wind whispers to the lonely leaf unmercifully that you’ll be the victim of the autumn
The new green leaf loses its green color, it drowns in the kisses of the wind and the horror of the new days
It (the leaf) abandons the tree and wanders around in the alley (becomes homeless), an alley that is the reminder of the gone and futile days
It (the leaf) sits down in the corner of the alley, stares up at the sky, thinks of the past, and feels pity for it (with sadness)
(It thinks of) the days that the alley was under my body’s shade, and the kind lover tree, loved the smell of my breath so much
My share of the wind’s kiss, what can I say oh my gosh, was all getting yellow-colored and faded, and dying and being forgotten

Fifth:(Panjareh)
When at sunset, the rain hits the (window) glass
All the sadness in the world is in my chest
In the rain drops, my choked voice breaks (intrupts)
I don’t want anything but a window anymore
I sit down behind this window and sing
I wait for your arrival under the rain
Under the rain, waiting for you is very different
Sounds like I love you more when it rains
Sometimes when you come, you put your head on my shoulder
You take all the sadness away from my heart
But this is only a dream, a dream behind the window (glass)
When I’m awake, sadness sits down in my throat again (I become sad again)

sorry, if it was too long.And also sorry for the gramatical mistakes.The rest of them are as beautiful as these, but I haven’t translated them yet.

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Which one(s) do you like the best?

Posted on March 13, 2012 by admin| 1 Comment

Hi.I live in Iran.Please read the following translations for 5 Iranian pop music and tell me which one you like the best.The singer’s albums were chosen as the best pop music for the best and the most meaningful lyrics and the best melody in France.If you like to listen to them just e-mail me and I’ll send them to you in no time.Cos I’d sent them to 7 Americans and I don’t need to attach them again.They all loved them.

First:(mahboobeye shab)
when the night steps in the gardens, the flowers cannot breathe
when the darkness rains (comes down) from the sky, the blooms become sad
when the darkness doesn’t allow the flowers to breathe, the “love flower” stays awake at night
she (the love flower) doesn’t allow the night to have any effects on her, her smell can be felt even at the other side of the gardens
if (someone) puts the love flower in a vase, and plants thistles all around her
(even) if (someone) walls up all around her body (existence), (even) if everyone accuses all of her fibers
(even with all these difficulties) the smell of the love flower makes its way to the beyond of all the stone walls
(and) the love flower, has a shelter in the heart of the blooms
at nights when the flowers are sitting in the darkness, and they all have closed their eyes because of the horrer of the night
(and) when their body trembles becuase of the fear of the darkness, you “lover flower” are the shelter for them

Second:(yaade man baash)
you left (me) and your memories have sat down in my mind
without you I’m the prisoner of the impossible wishes (ambitions)
you didn’t keep me in your memory (you didn’t think of me) but, I broke in the memory of you
I didn’t fall in love with anyone but you, (because) you’re far from me
sing with me and think of me, think of me (keep me in your memory) without any excuses
when the moon is awake, think of me with all your love
if you be (with me), it is possible to pass the (unfortunate) events
and) it is possible to learn how to burst into flames, in the fire of your love)
if you’re away (from me), if you’re not (with me), (at least) be the breath of my cry
till the end of the world, forever, keep me in your memory (think of me)

Third:(Tasavvor kon)
Imagine.Even if it is hard to imagine.a world where each person is truly fortunate!Imagine a world where money, race, and power have no place!a world where riot police is not the answer to the calls for unity!a world with no nuclear bombs, no artillery, and no bombardments!a world where no child will leave his legs on land mines!Everybody free, totally free! no one in pain, no pain!You wouldn’t read in newspapers that whales committed suicide!Imagine a world with no hatred, no gunpowder,no cruelty of arrogant, no fear, no coffin!Imagine a world filled with smile and freedom!full of flowers and kisses! Filled with up-growing improvements!Imagine! Even if it is a crime to imagine so!even if you’d lay down your life on this!Imagine a world where prison does not exist in reality,where all wars of the world are included in ‘The Ceasefire Treaty’!!a world where nobody is ‘The Boss’ of the world!people are all equal!Then each person will have an equal share in each single seed of wheat!No border, no boundaries – motherland would mean the entire world!imagine you could be the interpretation of this dream!

Forth:(Booseye Baad)(club mix)
The kiss of the autumnal wind whispers to the lonely leaf unmercifully that you’ll be the victim of the autumn
The new green leaf loses its green color, it drowns in the kisses of the wind and the horror of the new days
It (the leaf) abandons the tree and wanders around in the alley (becomes homeless), an alley that is the reminder of the gone and futile days
It (the leaf) sits down in the corner of the alley, stares up at the sky, thinks of the past, and feels pity for it (with sadness)
(It thinks of) the days that the alley was under my body’s shade, and the kind lover tree, loved the smell of my breath so much
My share of the wind’s kiss, what can I say oh my gosh, was all getting yellow-colored and faded, and dying and being forgotten

Fifth:(Panjareh)
When at sunset, the rain hits the (window) glass
All the sadness in the world is in my chest
In the rain drops, my choked voice breaks (intrupts)
I don’t want anything but a window anymore
I sit down behind this window and sing
I wait for your arrival under the rain
Under the rain, waiting for you is very different
Sounds like I love you more when it rains
Sometimes when you come, you put your head on my shoulder
You take all the sadness away from my heart
But this is only a dream, a dream behind the window (glass)
When I’m awake, sadness sits down in my throat again (I become sad again)

sorry, if it was too long.And also sorry for the gramatical mistakes.The rest of them are as beautiful as these, but I haven’t translated them yet.

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Please tell me which one(s) do you like the best?

Posted on March 13, 2012 by admin| 5 Comments

Hi.I live in Iran.Please read the following translations for 5 Iranian pop music and tell me which one you like the best.The singer’s albums were chosen as the best pop music for the best and the most meaningful lyrics and the best melody in France.If you like to listen to them just e-mail me and I’ll send them to you in no time.Cos I’d sent them to 7 Americans and I don’t need to attach them again.They all loved them.

First:(mahboobeye shab)
when the night steps in the gardens, the flowers cannot breathe
when the darkness rains (comes down) from the sky, the blooms become sad
when the darkness doesn’t allow the flowers to breathe, the “love flower” stays awake at night
she (the love flower) doesn’t allow the night to have any effects on her, her smell can be felt even at the other side of the gardens
if (someone) puts the love flower in a vase, and plants thistles all around her
(even) if (someone) walls up all around her body (existence), (even) if everyone accuses all of her fibers
(even with all these difficulties) the smell of the love flower makes its way to the beyond of all the stone walls
(and) the love flower, has a shelter in the heart of the blooms
at nights when the flowers are sitting in the darkness, and they all have closed their eyes because of the horrer of the night
(and) when their body trembles becuase of the fear of the darkness, you “lover flower” are the shelter for them

Second:(yaade man baash)
you left (me) and your memories have sat down in my mind
without you I’m the prisoner of the impossible wishes (ambitions)
you didn’t keep me in your memory (you didn’t think of me) but, I broke in the memory of you
I didn’t fall in love with anyone but you, (because) you’re far from me
sing with me and think of me, think of me (keep me in your memory) without any excuses
when the moon is awake, think of me with all your love
if you be (with me), it is possible to pass the (unfortunate) events
and) it is possible to learn how to burst into flames, in the fire of your love)
if you’re away (from me), if you’re not (with me), (at least) be the breath of my cry
till the end of the world, forever, keep me in your memory (think of me)

Third:(Tasavvor kon)
Imagine.Even if it is hard to imagine.a world where each person is truly fortunate!Imagine a world where money, race, and power have no place!a world where riot police is not the answer to the calls for unity!a world with no nuclear bombs, no artillery, and no bombardments!a world where no child will leave his legs on land mines!Everybody free, totally free! no one in pain, no pain!You wouldn’t read in newspapers that whales committed suicide!Imagine a world with no hatred, no gunpowder,no cruelty of arrogant, no fear, no coffin!Imagine a world filled with smile and freedom!full of flowers and kisses! Filled with up-growing improvements!Imagine! Even if it is a crime to imagine so!even if you’d lay down your life on this!Imagine a world where prison does not exist in reality,where all wars of the world are included in ‘The Ceasefire Treaty’!!a world where nobody is ‘The Boss’ of the world!people are all equal!Then each person will have an equal share in each single seed of wheat!No border, no boundaries – motherland would mean the entire world!imagine you could be the interpretation of this dream!

Forth:(Booseye Baad)(club mix)
The kiss of the autumnal wind whispers to the lonely leaf unmercifully that you’ll be the victim of the autumn
The new green leaf loses its green color, it drowns in the kisses of the wind and the horror of the new days
It (the leaf) abandons the tree and wanders around in the alley (becomes homeless), an alley that is the reminder of the gone and futile days
It (the leaf) sits down in the corner of the alley, stares up at the sky, thinks of the past, and feels pity for it (with sadness)
(It thinks of) the days that the alley was under my body’s shade, and the kind lover tree, loved the smell of my breath so much
My share of the wind’s kiss, what can I say oh my gosh, was all getting yellow-colored and faded, and dying and being forgotten

Fifth:(Panjareh)
When at sunset, the rain hits the (window) glass
All the sadness in the world is in my chest
In the rain drops, my choked voice breaks (intrupts)
I don’t want anything but a window anymore
I sit down behind this window and sing
I wait for your arrival under the rain
Under the rain, waiting for you is very different
Sounds like I love you more when it rains
Sometimes when you come, you put your head on my shoulder
You take all the sadness away from my heart
But this is only a dream, a dream behind the window (glass)
When I’m awake, sadness sits down in my throat again (I become sad again)

sorry, if it was too long.And also sorry for the gramatical mistakes.The rest of them are as beautiful as these, but I haven’t translated them yet.

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please tell me which one(s) do you like the best?

Posted on March 12, 2012 by admin| 3 Comments

Hi.I live in Iran.Please read the following translations for 5 Iranian pop music and tell me which one you like the best.The singer’s albums were chosen as the best pop music for the best and the most meaningful lyrics and the best melody in France.If you like to listen to them just e-mail me and I’ll send them to you in no time.Cos I’d sent them to 5 Americans and I don’t need to attach them again.They all loved them.

First:(mahboobeye shab)
when the night steps in the gardens, the flowers cannot breathe
when the darkness rains (comes down) from the sky, the blooms become sad
when the darkness doesn’t allow the flowers to breathe, the “love flower” stays awake at night
she (the love flower) doesn’t allow the night to have any effects on her, her smell can be felt even at the other side of the gardens
if (someone) puts the love flower in a vase, and plants thistles all around her
(even) if (someone) walls up all around her body (existence), (even) if everyone accuses all of her fibers
(even with all these difficulties) the smell of the love flower makes its way to the beyond of all the stone walls
(and) the love flower, has a shelter in the heart of the blooms
at nights when the flowers are sitting in the darkness, and they all have closed their eyes because of the horrer of the night
(and) when their body trembles becuase of the fear of the darkness, you “lover flower” are the shelter for them

Second:(yaade man baash)
you left (me) and your memories have sat down in my mind
without you I’m the prisoner of the impossible wishes (ambitions)
you didn’t keep me in your memory (you didn’t think of me) but, I broke in the memory of you
I didn’t fall in love with anyone but you, (because) you’re far from me
sing with me and think of me, think of me (keep me in your memory) without any excuses
when the moon is awake, think of me with all your love
if you be (with me), it is possible to pass the (unfortunate) events
and) it is possible to learn how to burst into flames, in the fire of your love)
if you’re away (from me), if you’re not (with me), (at least) be the breath of my cry
till the end of the world, forever, keep me in your memory (think of me)

Third:(Tasavvor kon)
Imagine.Even if it is hard to imagine.a world where each person is truly fortunate!Imagine a world where money, race, and power have no place!a world where riot police is not the answer to the calls for unity!a world with no nuclear bombs, no artillery, and no bombardments!a world where no child will leave his legs on land mines!Everybody free, totally free! no one in pain, no pain!You wouldn’t read in newspapers that whales committed suicide!Imagine a world with no hatred, no gunpowder,no cruelty of arrogant, no fear, no coffin!Imagine a world filled with smile and freedom!full of flowers and kisses! Filled with up-growing improvements!Imagine! Even if it is a crime to imagine so!even if you’d lay down your life on this!Imagine a world where prison does not exist in reality,where all wars of the world are included in ‘The Ceasefire Treaty’!!a world where nobody is ‘The Boss’ of the world!people are all equal!Then each person will have an equal share in each single seed of wheat!No border, no boundaries – motherland would mean the entire world!imagine you could be the interpretation of this dream!

Forth:(Booseye Baad)(club mix)
The kiss of the autumnal wind whispers to the lonely leaf unmercifully that you’ll be the victim of the autumn
The new green leaf loses its green color, it drowns in the kisses of the wind and the horror of the new days
It (the leaf) abandons the tree and wanders around in the alley (becomes homeless), an alley that is the reminder of the gone and futile days
It (the leaf) sits down in the corner of the alley, stares up at the sky, thinks of the past, and feels pity for it (with sadness)
(It thinks of) the days that the alley was under my body’s shade, and the kind lover tree, loved the smell of my breath so much
My share of the wind’s kiss, what can I say oh my gosh, was all getting yellow-colored and faded, and dying and being forgotten

Fifth:(Panjareh)
When at sunset, the rain hits the (window) glass
All the sadness in the world is in my chest
In the rain drops, my choked voice breaks (intrupts)
I don’t want anything but a window anymore
I sit down behind this window and sing
I wait for your arrival under the rain
Under the rain, waiting for you is very different
Sounds like I love you more when it rains
Sometimes when you come, you put your head on my shoulder
You take all the sadness away from my heart
But this is only a dream, a dream behind the window (glass)
When I’m awake, sadness sits down in my throat again (I become sad again)

sorry, if it was too long.And also sorry for the gramatical mistakes.The rest of them are as beautiful as these, but I haven’t translated them yet.
to el vaquero: I sent them to you along with the lyrics and translation.Please go and download them.Hope you like them.If you like e-mail me and tell me about yourself.

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Please tell me which one(s) do you like the best?

Posted on March 12, 2012 by admin| 5 Comments

Hi.I live in Iran.Please read the following translations for 5 Iranian pop music and tell me which one you like the best.The singer’s albums were chosen as the best pop music for the best and the most meaningful lyrics and the best melody in France.If you like to listen to them just e-mail me and I’ll send them to you in no time.Cos I’d sent them to 5 Americans and I don’t need to attach them again.They all loved them.

First:(mahboobeye shab)
when the night steps in the gardens, the flowers cannot breathe
when the darkness rains (comes down) from the sky, the blooms become sad
when the darkness doesn’t allow the flowers to breathe, the “love flower” stays awake at night
she (the love flower) doesn’t allow the night to have any effects on her, her smell can be felt even at the other side of the gardens
if (someone) puts the love flower in a vase, and plants thistles all around her
(even) if (someone) walls up all around her body (existence), (even) if everyone accuses all of her fibers
(even with all these difficulties) the smell of the love flower makes its way to the beyond of all the stone walls
(and) the love flower, has a shelter in the heart of the blooms
at nights when the flowers are sitting in the darkness, and they all have closed their eyes because of the horrer of the night
(and) when their body trembles becuase of the fear of the darkness, you “lover flower” are the shelter for them

Second:(yaade man baash)
you left (me) and your memories have sat down in my mind
without you I’m the prisoner of the impossible wishes (ambitions)
you didn’t keep me in your memory (you didn’t think of me) but, I broke in the memory of you
I didn’t fall in love with anyone but you, (because) you’re far from me
sing with me and think of me, think of me (keep me in your memory) without any excuses
when the moon is awake, think of me with all your love
if you be (with me), it is possible to pass the (unfortunate) events
and) it is possible to learn how to burst into flames, in the fire of your love)
if you’re away (from me), if you’re not (with me), (at least) be the breath of my cry
till the end of the world, forever, keep me in your memory (think of me)

Third:(Tasavvor kon)
Imagine.Even if it is hard to imagine.a world where each person is truly fortunate!Imagine a world where money, race, and power have no place!a world where riot police is not the answer to the calls for unity!a world with no nuclear bombs, no artillery, and no bombardments!a world where no child will leave his legs on land mines!Everybody free, totally free! no one in pain, no pain!You wouldn’t read in newspapers that whales committed suicide!Imagine a world with no hatred, no gunpowder,no cruelty of arrogant, no fear, no coffin!Imagine a world filled with smile and freedom!full of flowers and kisses! Filled with up-growing improvements!Imagine! Even if it is a crime to imagine so!even if you’d lay down your life on this!Imagine a world where prison does not exist in reality,where all wars of the world are included in ‘The Ceasefire Treaty’!!a world where nobody is ‘The Boss’ of the world!people are all equal!Then each person will have an equal share in each single seed of wheat!No border, no boundaries – motherland would mean the entire world!imagine you could be the interpretation of this dream!

Forth:(Booseye Baad)(club mix)
The kiss of the autumnal wind whispers to the lonely leaf unmercifully that you’ll be the victim of the autumn
The new green leaf loses its green color, it drowns in the kisses of the wind and the horror of the new days
It (the leaf) abandons the tree and wanders around in the alley (becomes homeless), an alley that is the reminder of the gone and futile days
It (the leaf) sits down in the corner of the alley, stares up at the sky, thinks of the past, and feels pity for it (with sadness)
(It thinks of) the days that the alley was under my body’s shade, and the kind lover tree, loved the smell of my breath so much
My share of the wind’s kiss, what can I say oh my gosh, was all getting yellow-colored and faded, and dying and being forgotten

Fifth:(Panjareh)
When at sunset, the rain hits the (window) glass
All the sadness in the world is in my chest
In the rain drops, my choked voice breaks (intrupts)
I don’t want anything but a window anymore
I sit down behind this window and sing
I wait for your arrival under the rain
Under the rain, waiting for you is very different
Sounds like I love you more when it rains
Sometimes when you come, you put your head on my shoulder
You take all the sadness away from my heart
But this is only a dream, a dream behind the window (glass)
When I’m awake, sadness sits down in my throat again (I become sad again)

sorry, if it was too long.And also sorry for the gramatical mistakes.The rest of them are as beautiful as these, but I haven’t translated them yet.

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