Yaad

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Najva

Najva - Hoorshad - Sepehr Sanjari

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A powerful orchestral composition layered with heavenly female vocals, True Allegiance evokes a spiritual bond between humanity and the Divine. Lush strings, cinematic emotion, and sacred lyricism create a deeply moving soundscape that uplifts the soul and renews faith. This is a song of devotion, hope, and divine promise.

True Allegiance

[VERSE 1: YOUNG] (playful, breathless)
Your laugh was my first sacrament—
No stained glass shone as bright as it.
They say, "Wait for skies of gold,"
But you were warmth when we grew cold…

[VERSE 2: MIDDLE-AGED] (worn, wonder-filled)
Your wrinkles map the years we stole—
Each line a psalm, each scar a scroll.
They preach of pearly gates above…
Darling, I’ve known them.
They’re your love.

[CHORUS: BOTH] (harmonized, simple)
Heaven was you in candlelight,
Heaven was fighting side by side.
If God asked where my worship starts,
I’d point to where
…your pulse meets mine.

[BRIDGE: OLD] (fragile, unshaken)
(He, voice cracking:) "The priest says ‘eternity’s so long’…"
(She, smiling:) "It’s just a breath since our first song."
(Both, laughing:) "Angels? Oh, we’ve met a few—
They taught us chords…
…but you taught blues."

[FINAL CHORUS: GHOSTS] (floating, unresolved)
Now Heaven’s just our old front porch,
Your hand in mine, no need to talk.
The Devil grins—we grin back too…
We’ve had our Heaven.
It was you.

(The lights fade on two empty rocking chairs, still swaying.)

Heaven Was You (Beauty's version)

This song is about going to an unknown world. You end on a dance floor. Can't stop dancing all day. The music just makes you feel nice. While being on your favorite drug which is being love.

No More Crying In The Club

Download: https://t.me/arminebrahimi1

Music, Lyrics, Vocal: Armin Ebrahimi
Bass Guitar: Hamid Jamshidi

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چیزی نمونده
چیزی برایِ باختن نمونده
نه اختیاری! نه افتخاری
نه اسکناسی مچاله در جیب
 نه حس خواب و حالِ بیداری

نه آرزویی! نه جست‌وجویی
نه میلی قدِ قُطرِ یه مویی
نه روزِ قبلی! نه شبِ بعدی 
 نه مودِ بحث و نه گفت‌وگویی

دهانم تلخه از طعمِ بودن 
 همه‌یِ حرفام از دَم کبودن
تو یه جزیره گیر کردم ولی 
آتیشام همه بدونِ دودن

پُرم از ده‌ها فکر شِلخته
 عیسایی کوچک رویِ یک تخته
چن‌وقته جنگل می‌کشم امّا 
 چرا جنگل‌هام پس بی‌درخته؟

مداد رنگی‌هام بدونِ گردن 
 کفشام همیشه مَنو گُم کردن
بودن یه معدن تویِ کوباس و
 از نظر من آدم‌ها برده‌ن

با فُرصتایِ ترک‌برداشته 
 با پرچمایِ برنیفراشته
وَ تنهایی که همه این سالا 
 یه لحظه حتی تنهام نذاشته

هر بار میوفتم سَخ‌تر پا می‌شم 
تویِ همهمه بی‌صدا می‌شم
این روزا مثِ یه نامه تهِ
 یه بُطری توی دریا جا می‌شم

چیزی برای باختن نمونده
نه اعتمادی! نه یه فریادی
نه پولِ خوردی آخرِ کیسه 
 نه واسه زخمی حتی پُمادی

چیزی برای باختن نمونده 
 جُز این رایگان دادن سواری
واسه بیانِ این وضعِ بی‌خود 
 توو لغت‌نامه واژه نداری

چیزی برای باختن نمونده 
نه افتخاری، نه انتظاری
نه راهی واسه خود رُ خَر کردن
 نه یه تقویمی رویِ دیواری

There's Nothing Left
There's nothing left to lose, 
no choice & no honor
No wrinkled money in my pockets, 
no sleep in my eyes and it's not the time to be awake

No dreams to achieve and no quest to go to, 
no desire, not even a tiny one
No "day before" and no "night after", 
not in the mood for arguments or conversations

my mouth still tastes bitter from the being,
 all my words are bruised and battered
I'm stuck on an island, 
the fire I make doesn't have any smoke

I think about a dozen things at once, 
a little jesus stuck on a board
I draw forests day after day, 
but why there's no tree in my forests?

My colored pencils are all headless,
 my shoes have me lost
Life is like a mine in cuba, 
and I believe men are slaves

With shattered chances, 
half-raised flags
And a loneliness which hasn't left me alone all these years

Everytime I fall, it's harder to stand up,
I stay silent in the crowd
I'm stuck like a letter inside a bottle,
 somewhere on the sea

There's nothing left to lose, 
there's no trust and there's no cry
Nosmall change in my pockets, 
nothing even enough for buying a band-aid for my scars

There's nothing left to lose, 
expcet this ride that I give away for free
There's no word in the dictionaries for expressing my state of mind

There's nothing left to lose, 
no glory and no expectation
No way forward to fool one's self,
 no calender on the wall

There's Nothing Left - چیزی نمونده

قطعه سايه ها از آلبوم شب تاب کاری از کاوه ام راد

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