The Bluebird [Persian translation]

there’s a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I’m too tough for him,

I say, stay in there, I’m not going

to let anybody see

you

there’s a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I pour whiskey on him and inhale

cigarette smoke

and the whores and the bartenders

and the grocery clerks

never know that

he’s in there.

there’s a bluebird in my hear that

wants to get out

but I’m too tough for him,

I say,

stay down, do you want to mess

me up?

you want to screw up the works?

you want to blow my books sales in

Europe?

there’s a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I’m too clever, I only let him out

at night sometimes

when everybody’s asleep.

I say, I know that you’re in there,

so don’t be

sad

then I put him back,

but he’s singing a little

in there, I haven’t quite let him

die

and we sleep together like that

with our secret pact

and it’s nice enough to

make a man

weep, but I don’t

weep, do

you?

• Artist:Charles Bukowski