یه دیوار آجری ته این کوچه بنبست
کم دیگه طاقتش آخه فرسوده و خسته است
پر تنش از خاطره, خط خطی های قدیمی
یه دنیا حرف از خوشی, از دوری و اسیری
تو نمیدونی چی گذشت به دیوار
وقتی کوبید سرش رو به سینه اش عاشق بیمار
از پی و بن دیگه میخواست خراب شه
وقتی میسوخت صورتش با مرگ هر ته سیگار
هیچکی مهمونش نبود واسه رنگ آجراش
واسه همه یک سایه بود, یه سنگی که حسی نداشت
شبا توی خوابش میدید یکی رو لبش پنجره میکاره
همه میبینن تو دلش یه باغ از ستاره
تو نمیدونی چی گذشت به دیوار
وقتی کوبید سرش رو به سینه اش عاشق بیمار
از پی و بن دیگه میخواست خراب شه
وقتی میسوخت صورتش با مرگ هر ته سیگار
منم اون دیوار خسته
تنم زیر این بار شکسته
A brick wall at the bottom of this alley
She is exhausted and tired
Stressful memories, old lines
A world of joy, of distance and of captivity
You don't know what went through the wall
When you hit his head on his chest, he fell in love with the patient
He wanted to be ruined again
When he burned his face with the death of every cigarette butt
None of his guests were for the color of his bricks
It was a shadow for everyone, a stone that had no sense
At night, you dreamed that someone was looking out the window
Everyone sees in his heart a garden of stars
You don't know what went through the wall
When you hit his head on his chest, he fell in love with the patient
He wanted to be ruined again
When he burned his face with the death of every cigarette butt
I'm tired of that wall
My body is broken under this load
