عروسکِ کوکی

If he wants to die in a lake in Geneva
The mountains can cover the shape of his nose
If he wants to die where nobody can see him
The beauty of his death will carry on
So I don’t believe him

He greets me with kisses when good days deceive him
And sometimes it’s gone and sometimes I believe him
And sometimes I’m convinced that my friends think I’m crazy
I get scared and call him, but he’s usually hazy
By 1 in the morning, the day is not ended
By 2 he is scared that sleep is no friend
By 4 he will drink but he cannot hear it
Sleep will not come because sleep does not will it
And I don’t believe him

Morning is mocking me

My nihilist, my happy man, my manic and I
Have no plans to move on

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پ.ن ۱: بشنويد

پ.ن ۲: همه‌ي ترانه را اين‌جا بخوانيد. ترانه‌ي خوبي است.