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English Translation:

Baed az in (Hereafter)

A carpet vendor from Tehran,
From the heights of “Shemiran”
Became a pricy ball of yarn
Hooked to a scaffold of a Persian carpet

The perverse clergyman,
Turned into a plump horsefly
And a noble poetess,
Turned into a pigeon at a shrine

And now I wonder,
What will happen to me hereafter?
Will I be subject for laughter?
What has the great universe
Hidden for me in it’s purse?

A full bearded diplomat
Turned into a hairy cat

An army major general’s life
Which was ruined by his wife,
Became worse when he returned
There were things he hadn’t learned
He came back like his own spouse
Gluttonous like a mouse

And now I wonder,
What will happen to me hereafter?
Will I be subject for laughter?
What has the great universe
Hidden for me in it’s purse?

A farmer from the outskirts of “Rasht”
Returned in the form of tea leaves

And a juicy crooked carrot
became a politician parrot

A young woman with silicone filled lips
Turned into a laborer with broken hips

The last samurai, transformed into a pair of sandals
And my neighbor became an old west cowboy

And at last when my aunt passed
In the mist of the sorrow of loss
She made us laugh from the bottom of our hearts

The scent of her witty jokes
Was left behind in the fragrance of the flowers

And now I wonder,
What will happen to me hereafter?
Will I be subject for laughter?
What has the great universe
Hidden for me in it’s purse?


بعد از این

یه فرش فروش از تهرون
از بالاهای شمرون
شد یه کلافِ عالی
وصل شد به دار قالی

مجتهدِ بولهوس
تبدیل شد به خرمگس
شاعره ای محترم
شد کبوترِ حرم

حالا موندم بعد از این
کائنات و اوس کریم
چه آشی پختن واسم
چی دارن توی آستین؟

یه مرد ریش و پشمی
شد یه گربه یشمی
و سرلشکر ارتش
شد شکل زن خودش

قد کوتاه با موی مش
مغرور و گندِ دماغ
با جای کشِ جوراب
رو مچ پاهای چاق

حالا موندم بعد از این
کائنات و اوس کریم
چه آشی پختن واسم
چی دارن توی آستین؟

یه کشاورز از رشت
به شکل چایی برگشت
و یه هویج آبدار
شد یه سیاستمدار

یه دافِ عاشق کیلر
با سیلیکون و فیلر
شد یه کارگر خسته
با دست پینه بسته

آخرین سامورایی
تبدیل شد به دمپایی
همسایه مونم شدش
کابوی آمریکایی

عمه ام هم وقتی رفتش
حتی تو شبِ هفتش
عزادارا رو خندوند
همه مونو هی خندوند
بوی خوش شوخی هاش
تو عطر گلها جا موند

حالا موندم بعد از این
کائنات و اوس کریم
چه آشی پختن واسم
چی دارن توی آستین؟
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