بتمن فارسی صحبت میکند

Batman Speaks Farsi

Oh this book again! She only reads it whenever she’s sad or something.

Hey dude! Oh I know you, you’re that poet… Sohrab!

Ok, let me see what this is about!

Hesht… k… kotab… Oh boy! No it’s “KETAB”, means book.

And that’s not “HOSHT”. Jesus! My Farsi sucks!

That’s “HASHT”! Yeah yeah it means seven. No wait it means eight!

Ah I wish I had listened to her more carefully when she was trying to teach me Farsi.

So how should I say “are you okay?” in Farsi?

We say “khoubi?”

What?

Khoubi? Kh- Khoubi?

What the…! What was that!

That’s how we say it, C’mon!

Koube?

Not even close!

Alright alright let me. K… Koo…

Oh! Where are you goin’ all alone baby?

Hey!

Ah, yeah “koube”. Got it. Whatever.

But it was worth it! Haha! Right?

Ok! Eight books!

Title decoded!

Now let’s find out more!

God! Ah. Alright! Oh boy, it’s gonna a take a while.

Ah Okay… riii…oh what’s that?

What are you doing on my book?

Well, hello to you too!

Oh yeah, where are my manners! Hello your highness!

Hm

Now why are you sitting on my book?

Can’t you see? I’m reading, I love poetry!

Like you’d know anything about poetry!

Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks,

Within his bending sickle’s compass come;

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

If this be error and upon me proved,

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

Wow! Shakespeare!

sonnet 116!

I’m impressed!

huh!

But any way, this book is in Farsi and as far as I can recall, your Farsi sucks my friend!

I know, if I just had a better teacher, things would’ve been different…

Ah I can’t believe this!

Haha I was just joking. You did your best but, she was hot.

Every time!

Yeah they all were.

So why were you trying to read this?

I’ve noticed you read this whenever you’re sad and quiet. I wanted to know what’s written in here.

I’m not sad. I’m fine

You’re a terrible liar, did you know that?

C’mon, what’s goin on?

I dunno, I’m just tired of everything, everyone.

Look,

Look at me!

It’s okay to be tired, it’s okay to not be okay. It happens.

We all are fighting something and sometimes we just wanna give up but don’t you do that.

Give your heart time to heal. Everything’s gonna be alright. Okay?

I guess you’re right. I really needed to hear that, Thanks.

Ah don’t mention it.

So are you going to read this poem for me or not? I’m really curious!

Sure!

Awesome!

The light’s root rotted and fell and the sound went up to the plain space…

Oh la la!

What? What’s goin’ on?

He’s not gonna change!