Moein - Khuneh

Hello
Can anyone translate this moein song called khoneh? I will be so grateful to you!
Moein -=- Khone

Golaye khoshke to goldoon khabar az dard mideh
Khabar az jodaii o zendegie sard mideh
Vaghti ba shoghe faravoon be khoone roo miaram
Be man azare to farmane aghab gard mideh
Nazar saze zendegimoon khashen ahang beshe
Ye kari koni, Ye kari kon vaseye khooneh delam tang beshe

Khooneh akharin panahe vaseye khastegi ham
Khooneh akharin omide vase delbastegiham
Mane khasteh vaseh goftegoo ye hamraz mikham
Vaseh parkeshidanam rafighe parvaz mikham
Nazar saze zendegimoon khashen ahang beshe
Ye kari kon, Ye kari kon vaseye khooneh delam tang beshe

The dried flowers in the vase seem like it is going to be painful..
They sound like parting, they give you the feeling of a cold life,
When I come back home with all my enthusiams,
It is as if I am being given an order to make a U-Turn,
don't let the musical instrument of our lives go out of tune,
do some thing, do some thing, so that I get homesick..


Home is my last shelter for all my weariness,
Home is the last hope I perserve for my sense of belonging,
This exhuasted body needs a confidante to confide in ,
To open my wings and fly away, I need a friend to fly away with,
Don't let the musical instrument of our lives go out of tune,
Do some thing, do some thing to make me homesick!

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Moein - Khone
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Golaye khoshke to goldoon khabar az dard mideh
The dried flowers in the vase seem like it is going to be painful..

Khabar az jodaii o zendegie sard mideh
They sound like parting, they give you the feeling of a cold life,

Vaghti ba shoghe faravoon be khoone roo miaram
When I come back home with all my enthusiams,

Be man azare to farmane aghab gard mideh
It is as if I am being given an order to make a U-Turn,

Nazar saze zendegimoon khashen ahang beshe
Don't let the musical instrument of our lives go out of tune,

Ye kari koni, Ye kari kon vaseye khooneh delam tang beshe
Do some thing, do some thing, so that I get homesick..


Khooneh akharin panahe vaseye khastegi ham
Home is my last shelter for all my weariness,

Khooneh akharin omide vase delbastegiham
Home is the last hope I perserve for my sense of belonging,

Mane khasteh vaseh goftegoo ye hamraz mikham
This exhuasted body needs a confidante to confide in ,

Vaseh parkeshidanam rafighe parvaz mikham
To open my wings and fly away, I need a friend to fly away with,

Nazar saze zendegimoon khashen ahang beshe
Don't let the musical instrument of our lives go out of tune,

Ye kari kon, Ye kari kon vaseye khooneh delam tang beshe
Do some thing, do some thing to make me homesick!


*Thanks go to Elinor