Meet Houshang Moradi-Kermani |
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Text & Translation |
kiā shir be man dādan? yādetun miād?
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کیا شیر به من دادن؟ یادتون می‌آد؟
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Who all nursed me? Do you remember? |
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iqadar be shomā shir... dāye shomā budan iqad shir az inā
unā khorden. |
(...) ای قدر به شما شیر ... دایه شما
بودن. ای قد شیر از اینا اونا
خوردن. |
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[...] So many [gave] you milk...were your wet-nurses.
So much you drank milk from these ones and those ones. |
zan-e ebrām (ibrahim) karbali (karbalāi,
Karbalā is a city in Iraq) bude.
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زن ابرام کربلی بوده. |
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There was the wife of Brother Ibrahim. |
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khob.. una ham 2-3 ta ...
unā unā ham se tā una ham do-se tā budan shir dādan. i
(in) shod chār tā. |
خب... اونا هم دو سه تا...
اونا هم سه تا انا هم دو سه تا بودن شیر دادن.
ای شد چار تا. |
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Okay, they were also 2 or 3... Those were three of them
and there were also two or three who nursed. These
make four of them. |
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shāyad be punzdah (15) nafar ham reside bāshe. |
شاید به پونزده نفر هم رسیده باشه. |
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It may come to fifteen people. |
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ya`ni punzdah nafar be man shir dādan? |
یعنی پونزده نفر به من شیر دادن؟ |
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You mean 15 people nursed me? |
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bet shir dādan. |
به‌ات شیر دادن. |
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nursed you. |
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`ajab bābā. |
عجب، بابا. |
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Strange! |
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hichkodum az dāstānāye man-e shenidi? |
هیچ‌کدوم از داستانای منه شنیدی؟ |
Have you heard any of my stories?
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dāstān ke āqā shomā hamash dāstān migi.. |
داستان که آقا شما همه‌اش داستان می‌گی... |
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All the stories that you've told... |
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shoma dāstān.. |
شما داستان... |
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You ...story... |
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shomā shidin ino? |
شما شیدین اینو؟ |
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You've heard them? |
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dāstānāshun hamin ke dāstāneshun bar sareshun. |
داستاناشون همین که داستانشون بر سرشون. |
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bebin kheyli khub mige, mige ke hamun chizāi ke bar saram
umāde..
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ببین خیلی خوب می‌گه، می‌گه که همون چیزائی که
بر سرم اومده... |
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bar sareshun chizāi avval umade, beshnaw! hamun gāvi ke
tahresish(getting milk???) kardan hamun ke dāye shireshun
dād migan.
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بر سرشون چیزائی اوّل اومده، بشنو! همون
گاوی که تحرسش کردن همون که دایه شیرشون داد می‌گن. |
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tuye har kuche chand tā mādar dāshtam.
mādarhā ke lab-e rudkhāne yā sar-e cheshme jam` mishodand,
tā cheshmeshān be man mioftād, harfhā-o gereftārihā-o gele-o
qessehāye khodeshān rā vel mikardand va az vaz'-o hāl-o
gozashte-ye man barāye man harf mizadand.
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توی هر کوچه چند تا مادر داشتم. مادرها
که لب رودخانه یا سر چشمه جمع می‌شدند، تا چشمشان به من
می‌افتاد، حرف‌ها و گرفتاری‌ها و گله و قصهٔ خودشان را ول
می‌کردند و از وضع و حال و گذشتهٔ من برای من حرف
می‌زدند. |
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In every street, I had a few mothers. Mothers who, at
the riverside or at the spring would get together, as soon
as their glance fell on me, they'd drop their talk and
problems and complaints and stories and talk to me about
myself and what had happened to me. |
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