Urbanist sessions [English translation]

Cut it, cut it, huh, cut it

Cut off this cruel, mute, deaf, raw longing that I feel

Cut off everything we've been through since the beginning

Cut off my unfulfilled dream

Cut off the memory of a lifetime loving you

You're such a hero on WhatsApp, words are easily written

Harsh and dirty words that slash and hurt

I delete them so that I won't see them, but they don't die

They burn into my retina, they slowly transform

Into a sad poem, into a song in minor

Into a dream from another life, into a teardrop of longing

Cut it, cut off the thread between us

We were never anywhen, anywhere, anytime the both of us

[Chorus]

Cold rain upon the walkways

Time passes, but you won't pass by

The cold rain will wash away

These warm tears in your wake

Cold rain upon the walkways

Time passes, but you won't pass by

The cold rain will wash away

These warm tears in your wake

[Verse 2]

Hey, hm

Work, work, work, work

Hey

Urbanist, urbanist, hm

My mom once told me that

No one understands and no one forgives,

That people are blind to effort

And no one has to know how much you've actually worked,

That life is really cruel

And you gotta walk with your head held high,

Never bow down

When trouble weighs you down. And how come

Everyone has it good, only you don't?

When you got no money saved up

And going "God help me!" is not good enough

You had to get a job to do something

Instead of following your dream

To reach where your heart longed to

Where you dreamt of being when you were little

Since when you saw it on others and you had nothing

There where nothing can touch you and fear cannot defeat you

And you're your own boss, ha, you know what I'm saying, ha

[Chorus 2]

Work, work, work, work, work, work hard

Work hard, no one's going to do it for you

Work, work, work, work, work, work hard

Work hard, no one else is going to do it for you

Work hard, word hard, work like you mean it

Work hard, no one else is going to do it for you

Work, work, work, work, work, work hard

Work hard, no one else is going to do it for you

Work, work, work, work, work, work hard

Work hard, no one else is going to do it for you

Work, work, work, work, work, work hard

Work hard, no one else is going to do it for you

Work hard, word hard, work like you mean it

Work hard, no one else is going to do it for you

Work, work, work, work, work, work hard,

Work hard, no one else is going to do it for you

[Verse 3]

Look up to the hill, look down to the valley (Mmm)

Look to the road, look to the path (Mmm)

Longing is the friend, longing is the song (Mmm)

People forget about him, people throw stones at him, no

The water won't wash away the bad, neither will blood, neither the rain that cries from longing too, no

And what will be left of us? Yes

We all bathe in the mud and

The walls of our soul are empty

And our cold soul and our time passes

Listen to the clouds and to the grass

Listen to the wind leaping through the trees

Listen well you

Listen to the earth and be quiet

Listen to the clouds and to the grass

Listen to the wind leaping through the trees

Listen well you

Listen to the earth and be quiet

[Chorus 3]

"Why do you wail, o, forest trees, without rain and without breeze

With your branches ill at ease, with your branches ill at ease?"

"You tell me, why shouldn't I wail as my time here starts to pale

You tell me, why shouldn't I wail as my time here starts to pale"

As my time here starts to pale...

[Verse 4]

Forgive me for loving you too much

And not being able to forget you

For not being something that you would've wantedm

For forgiving you too much,

For growing so weak since I've met you

Forgive me for being so good to you and never hurting you

Well, I can't forgive you for not wanting me

And for judging me for writing so much about you

Two albums, any less I could not

Really, I tried not writing, but the longing hurt me

And I wrote hoping it will all pass, but it didn't

And I would've wanted to keep you longer, but I only got you for two falls

And not even those memories can't keep me warm, because it's been so long since I've lost you

Even from the beginning, when you sang to me and I believed you

You were never mine, I never had you

I only thought I did, I didn't have you

I only though I did

And now everything is fucked up

My longing screams out for nothing if you're deaf

And my voice sings out for nothing if my voice is mute to you

And I'm just some chick from the past

Who stupidly loved you more than you would have imagined

That you would've deserved, but time is short

I no longer listen to the beats of my heart rippling to the unknown

And my path towards the future is so short

Because you haven't been my home for a long time

I would've come back to your home, God, how much I would've wanted that!

But you haven't been my home for a long time