{"id":3221,"date":"2012-02-13T21:53:55","date_gmt":"2012-02-14T02:53:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1001harf.com\/W3\/?p=3221"},"modified":"2012-02-13T21:53:55","modified_gmt":"2012-02-14T02:53:55","slug":"yas-az-chi-begam-what-can-i-say","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1001harf.com\/yas-az-chi-begam-what-can-i-say\/","title":{"rendered":"YAS &#8211; AZ CHI BEGAM (What Can I Say)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/_Dpn9WGzmtw\" frameborder=\"0\" width=\"560\" height=\"315\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<div id=\"watch-description-text\">\n<p>-ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS &amp; SONG INFORMATION BELOW-<!--more--><br \/>\n&#8220;AZ CHI BEGAM?&#8221;- (What Can I Say)<\/p>\n<p>** This Song Is Dedicated To The Students Of Shahid Rahimi School In Doroodzan. **<br \/>\n(The children wounded in a fire as a result of a tragic accident)<\/p>\n<p>You say line up the words next to each other again?<br \/>\nWhat for? Hhhh &#8230;. OK take a seat<br \/>\nBe mine for a moment, sit next to me<br \/>\nJust for a minute, come and see what I feel<\/p>\n<p>Pass the microphone over &#8211; let me begin<br \/>\nAbout these times and a heavy heart<br \/>\nEach one of my songs equals another pain<br \/>\nAnyway, can&#8217;t think a better thought.<\/p>\n<p>&#8230; Of *Jomong who&#8217;s become our symbol of a hero<br \/>\nAnd IRAN that&#8217;s become his business source<br \/>\nWhere&#8217;s our artist (talent) you ask? Gone.<br \/>\nHe&#8217;s singing underground &#8211; without a permit he&#8217;s not allowed<\/p>\n<p>What can I say?<br \/>\nYou expect what to come out of these pockets?<br \/>\nBesides a white piece of paper, all torn up-<br \/>\nTrue, lots written on it, but all with white ink<\/p>\n<p>Just like me, you too have troubles of your own, you got plenty<br \/>\nI know, your main pain is no one to share your sympathy<br \/>\nI&#8217;m not anyone to feel any pain with these aches<br \/>\nBut tell me who&#8217;s responsible for these tears?<\/p>\n<p>Chrous:<br \/>\nDear God, what can I talk about? Your children, all worn out and tired?<br \/>\nAll this pain I feel, has broken my ribs<br \/>\nDon&#8217;t see my laughs, cuz&#8217; it&#8217;s just taped over my lips<br \/>\nThis is me, dragging my foot prints<br \/>\nWhat can I say? Tell me, of a broken spirit-<br \/>\nThat took a nose dive to the center of troubles<br \/>\nOf days crossed out in a calendar-<br \/>\nThat shed news on societies fading away<\/p>\n<p>What can I say? About the kids all the way downtown?<br \/>\nThat have enough food to eat, but once a month<br \/>\nWhose only reason for sleep, is to dream of tomorrow<br \/>\nWhose only amusement is hanging out at **Beheshte Zahra<br \/>\nOr maybe I should talk of those buddies living up in palaces<br \/>\nWorking on imports everything from China<br \/>\nYou tell me then &#8211; what else should I say?<br \/>\nSo now it&#8217;s been said, did the pain go away?<\/p>\n<p>What can I say? Maybe you like to hear stories<br \/>\nLike the story of those students in the village<br \/>\nIf the story is bitter &#8230; blame it on reality-<br \/>\nThe story of ***Narges and other flowers of our homeland<br \/>\nWho sit &amp; wonder in grief, with a hundred &#8220;Why&#8217;s&#8221; and &#8220;what if&#8217;s&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;If only we had a heater that day instead of a gas lamp&#8221;<br \/>\nThe lamp that fell and took the whole class in flames<br \/>\nA fire that tore the kids&#8217; skin, as if attacked by wolves<br \/>\nAn innocent child screaming to run for the doors-<br \/>\nBut the doors were locked.<\/p>\n<p>My eyes are dry, dear God, give me some tears<br \/>\nWith what hands will these kids do their homework now?<br \/>\nChildhood died on the way to a class that burned down,<br \/>\nNow in wait for a plastic surgeon to come help out<\/p>\n<p>(YAS) never wants to close the story in the end<br \/>\nBecause he still wants to see Narges laugh again<\/p>\n<p>Chrous:<br \/>\nWhat can I say? It&#8217;s not even morning but the sun has set<br \/>\nIn the hearts of the school kids of Doroodzan<br \/>\nDon&#8217;t be sad now, hear my voice, coming from under your house<br \/>\nI&#8217;ll make sure your voices will be heard in everyone&#8217;s ears<br \/>\nWhat can I say? Of a heart, that&#8217;s nothing but a name-<br \/>\nA lifetime half in tears and other half, complaints?<br \/>\nOr of a spirit imprisoned, its body walking around<br \/>\nWe have to make do, somehow make it work<\/p>\n<p>What can I say? Tell me, of a broken spirit-<br \/>\nThat took a nose dive to the center of troubles<br \/>\nBut I swear to God, I swear on ****Takhty<br \/>\nThat I will go without fear towards my destiny<br \/>\nThis life is ruthless but I&#8217;m wearing my patience<br \/>\nIn the fashion of life, I&#8217;m a model for pain<br \/>\nBut I&#8217;ve torn to pieces those pages of my past<br \/>\nI am now standing upfront &#8211; circling troubles<\/p>\n<p>What can I say?<\/p>\n<p>(Music Translated By: NSB)<\/p>\n<p>* Jomong: Famous Asian serial\/Actor (South Korea)<br \/>\n** Beheshte Zahra: Zahra&#8217;s Paradise, the name of the main cemetery in Tehran<br \/>\n*** Narges: The name of a one of the girl&#8217;s who became victim of the school fire.<br \/>\n**** Takhty: National hero\/sports champion<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>-ENGLISH TRANSLATIONS &amp; SONG INFORMATION BELOW-<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":31,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[33],"tags":[1432,1437,1438,25,1435,1177,1434,1436,1433,1431],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/1001harf.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3221"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/1001harf.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/1001harf.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/1001harf.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/31"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/1001harf.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3221"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/1001harf.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3221\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/1001harf.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3221"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/1001harf.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3221"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/1001harf.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3221"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}