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When You're talking To Youself
Hell's Got One Gate!
And Thats the Gate #2 Of That Airport
Which is supposed to Kick you back
To a Homeland Where is Meant Nothing But A Battlefield in Your Beliefs.
A battlefield between You and Yourself
With An Army Of Dead and Crazy People Who Wanna Drag You Down With Themselves...
***
You Tell!
What's The Use Of Someone like You
Who's got No feelings for his Homeland
And When it comes to the thought of: Comin back to his Own Country;
He Drinks Baccardi, Sec, and Without saying a single word
He Grabs his Book Of Slash's Autobiography,
puts his Earphones in his Ears, listening to:
Estranged and Civil War Of Guns n' Roses
Playing With His Thoughts Until THe plane Lands.
He May
lift his head up, From Time To Time,
Staring Through The Plane's Window at The Darkness Outside
Thinking About that father
Who Seems To have ignored him to some extent...
...The First Thing that He has to Deal With when Arrived...
جهنم يك Gate دارد!
آن هم Gate شمارهء 2 فرودگاهي است
كه قرار است تا دقايقي ديگر
تو را پرت كند به زادگاهي كه در باورت چيزي نيست جز يك ميدان جنگ،
يك ميدان جنگ بين تو و خودت
با ارتشي از آدم هاي مرده و ديوانه كه مي خواهند تو را هم با خودشان به زير بكشند...
***
خودت بگو!
آدمي مثل تو به چه دردي مي خورد
در حالي كه هيچ حسي نسبت به زادگاهش ندارد
و وقتي فكر بازگشت به كشورش به ذهنش خطور مي كند:
سك، بكاردي مي خورد، بدون يك كلمه صحبت
سرش را مي كند توي كتاب اتوبيوگرافي اسلش
هدفون هايش را مي كند توي گوشش:
Estranged و Civil War از Guns n' Roses
گوش مي كند و آنقدر با افكار خودش يه قل دو قل بازي مي كند
تا موقعي كه هواپيما فرود بيايد.
شايد
هر از گاهي سرش را بالا بياورد و خيره به پنجرهء هواپيما و تاريكي اون بيرون،
به پدري فكر كند
كه او را چندان برسميت نمي شناسد...
...اولين چيزي كه در بدو ورود بايد با آن تا كند...
When You're talking To Youself
Hell's Got One Gate!
And Thats the Gate #2 Of That Airport
Which is supposed to Kick you back
To a Homeland Where is Meant Nothing But A Battlefield in Your Beliefs.
A battlefield between You and Yourself
With An Army Of Dead and Crazy People Who Wanna Drag You Down With Themselves...
***
You Tell!
What's The Use Of Someone like You
Who's got No feelings for his Homeland
And When it comes to the thought of: Comin back to his Own Country;
He Drinks Baccardi, Sec, and Without saying a single word
He Grabs his Book Of Slash's Autobiography,
puts his Earphones in his Ears, listening to:
Estranged and Civil War Of Guns n' Roses
Playing With His Thoughts Until THe plane Lands.
He May
lift his head up, From Time To Time,
Staring Through The Plane's Window at The Darkness Outside
Thinking About that father
Who Seems To have ignored him to some extent...
...The First Thing that He has to Deal With when Arrived...
جهنم يك Gate دارد!
آن هم Gate شمارهء 2 فرودگاهي است
كه قرار است تا دقايقي ديگر
تو را پرت كند به زادگاهي كه در باورت چيزي نيست جز يك ميدان جنگ،
يك ميدان جنگ بين تو و خودت
با ارتشي از آدم هاي مرده و ديوانه كه مي خواهند تو را هم با خودشان به زير بكشند...
***
خودت بگو!
آدمي مثل تو به چه دردي مي خورد
در حالي كه هيچ حسي نسبت به زادگاهش ندارد
و وقتي فكر بازگشت به كشورش به ذهنش خطور مي كند:
سك، بكاردي مي خورد، بدون يك كلمه صحبت
سرش را مي كند توي كتاب اتوبيوگرافي اسلش
هدفون هايش را مي كند توي گوشش:
Estranged و Civil War از Guns n' Roses
گوش مي كند و آنقدر با افكار خودش يه قل دو قل بازي مي كند
تا موقعي كه هواپيما فرود بيايد.
شايد
هر از گاهي سرش را بالا بياورد و خيره به پنجرهء هواپيما و تاريكي اون بيرون،
به پدري فكر كند
كه او را چندان برسميت نمي شناسد...
...اولين چيزي كه در بدو ورود بايد با آن تا كند...
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