Martik — Maah song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Maah" by Martik.
Lyrics
ماه در میاد كه چی بشه
می خواد عزیز كی بشه
ماه در میاد چی كار كنه
باز آسمونو تار كنه
نمی دونه تو هستی
به جای اون نشستی
نمی دونه تو ماهی
تو كه رفیق راهی
عجب حكایتی شده
فكر تو عادتی شده
كه از سرم نمیره
كه از سرم نمیره
عجب روایتی شده
عشقت عبادتی شده
خدا ازم نگیره
خدا ازم نگیره
ماه در میاد كه چی بشه
می خواد عزیز كی بشه
ماه در میاد چی كار كنه
باز آسمونو تار كنه
نمی دونه تو هستی
به جای اون نشستی
نمی دونه تو ماهی
تو كه رفیق راهی
یه ماه می خواستم كه دارم
ای ماه شام تارم
تویی رفیق راه من
ای غنچه بهارم
یه ماه می خواستم كه دارم
ای ماه شام تارم
تویی رفیق راه من
ای غنچه بهارم
ماه در میاد كه چی بشه
می خواد عزیز كی بشه
ماه در میاد چی كار كنه
باز آسمونو تار كنه
نمی دونه تو هستی
به جای اون نشستی
نمی دونه تو ماهی
تو كه رفیق راهی
عجب حكایتی شده
فكر تو عادتی شده
كه از سرم نمیره
كه از سرم نمیره
عجب روایتی شده
عشقت عبادتی شده
خدا ازم نگیره
خدا ازم نگیره
ماه در میاد كه چی بشه
می خواد عزیز كی بشه
ماه در میاد چی كار كنه
باز آسمونو تار كنه
نمی دونه تو هستی
به جای اون نشستی
نمی دونه تو ماهی
تو كه رفیق راهی
Lyrics translation
The moon will come out.
Who wants to be dear
The moon will come out what to do.
Blur the sky again.
He doesn't know you are.
You sat in his place.
He doesn't know you're a fish.
You're the way, buddy.
What an anecdote.
Your mind is a habit.
It won't go away.
It won't go away.
What a narrative.
Your love has been worshipped.
God forbid.
God forbid.
The moon will come out.
Who wants to be dear
The moon will come out what to do.
Blur the sky again.
He doesn't know you are.
You sat in his place.
He doesn't know you're a fish.
You're the way, buddy.
I wanted to have a month.
Oh, my moon, my Tar dinner.
That's you, buddy. my way.
O spring bud
I wanted to have a month.
Oh, my moon, my Tar dinner.
That's you, buddy. my way.
O spring bud
The moon will come out.
Who wants to be dear
The moon will come out what to do.
Blur the sky again.
He doesn't know you are.
You sat in his place.
He doesn't know you're a fish.
You're the way, buddy.
What an anecdote.
Your mind is a habit.
It won't go away.
It won't go away.
What a narrative.
Your love has been worshipped.
God forbid.
God forbid.
The moon will come out.
Who wants to be dear
The moon will come out what to do.
Blur the sky again.
He doesn't know you are.
You sat in his place.
He doesn't know you're a fish.
You're the way, buddy.