Shahin Najafi - Chel (Music Video) موزیک ویدیوی چل - شاهین نجفی Jordan

Website: http://www.shahinnajafimusic.com Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/1W5u8Bz2yimyuuI8QNYsNO Apple Music: https://itunes.apple.com/us/artist/401277985 Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/shahinnajafi Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/shahinnajafi --- Chel (Music Video) Shahin Najafi: Music, Lyrics Alireza Badiee: Director Leili Bazargan: Camera, Archive Behnam Salehi: Camera, Archive Arman Ahmadi: Camera Babak Radmehr: Choreograph Farhad Nik: BTS Photograph Habib Meftah: Percussion & Flute Babak Rezvani: Mixing & Mastering Nick Rastin: Translation Ali Baghban: Track Cover Art Produced by Androbmedia AB. ©2020 Dyaloge Limited. All rights reserved. --- Forty / Insane (1) What’s happened to me? I’ve gone insane! (I’ve turned forty!) I thought my homeland is the whole world and I have no borders on the map Turning forty is a poetic maturity, as her body would become your homeland! The pure existential crisis wouldn’t be found in any book my friend The principle of wisdom won’t reach the point of being lovelorn my friend! Immature experience... The crown under my feet So as far as possible I’m the tradesman of the memories I’m accused of being forty Hold my fortieth-day memorial! (2) What’s happened to me? I’ve turned forty! The Swallows don’t reach the age of forty (It’s) a little dampish, (like) the Petrichor (damp soil scent) Traditional (music) cry in “Rāk Gusheh” (3) Whispers weaving throughout the tendrils The street is crossed out in the alleys What’s happened to me? I’ve gone crazy! Pull over, hug the people! Overrun the moon’s reflection on the lake! Pick up the pieces of your beloved one from the middle of the road’s corpse! What’s happened to me? I’ve turned forty! My child’s red shoes are left on the ground, but where is she herself? Our wedding’s photo is also somewhere in the luggage’s cadaver I’m responsible for your leaving and you’re the undertaker of my abidance’s death! Hey uncaring! By your death you left me alone with my survival... It was true I’ve gone mad forty times! Forgive me! Without you, I suddenly inherited troublesome pains The second role The dead man With you my feet were on the ground, you flew, then the rug was pulled from under my feet deep down away... Downfall was a bitter word, which became transcendental after you were gone away... Am I alive? Laughing in sorrow... The skirt, blood is dropped in the garden I on my way to your hair, summer-quarter Rosy skinned White and bright Inlaid veins patterns Ululating (4) for (the beauty of) your arched eyebrow (My) Heart falling into the trap of the Word in the Book Blank (I) reveled more than enough! Discovering the key to the paper temple! The third ego The tertiary role Antique Drowned Weird Piebald Insane! My ejaculation’s prophetic mission from grave to grave, so that at night the quake splattered in your eyes and the earth feared! The Guerrilla’s last kiss! A lump in Cyanide’s throat! The bullet sore The street got wide awake Shalakh! (5) The loneliest loner drowned in the midst of the waves of people’s stare Now without you, (I’m) not in the mood to breathe... Begging for scorpion’s venom! 1. In spoken Persian the word “Chel” means “insane, mad etc.” as well as the number “forty”. 2. The “Fortieth Day After Death” is a traditional memorial service, family gathering and rituals in memory of the departed on the fortieth day after their death. 3. There are many short melodic movements in Iranian traditional music called “Gusheh”. “Rāk” is one of them, which also has its own different types. The “Gushes” are classified into twelve “Avāz”, which build up seven main “Dastgāh” or “modes”. 4. To make a long, high cry using tongue to change between two or three notes up and down, often to show high emotions by women especially at a ceremony such as a wedding or funeral. 5. A middle eastern interjection which could have no or any meaning in different situations. Translation: Nick Rastin

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