More songs by Lana Lubany
Description
There is a special type of person - those who walk into a room and immediately make the air heavy. It's as if someone has poured a bucket of Monday right into the atmosphere. Everything becomes grey and viscous, like coffee without sugar or meaning. And then someone gets tired of putting up with it - they snap their fingers, say ‘yalla, itla barra’ - and the negativity flies out the door with a pop, almost musical.
In this song, there is no suffering or revenge - just putting your own energy in order. Clearing the space of those who came with their dramas and gloom. There is fire in it, a little audacity and that very freshness when you first realise: someone else's ‘boo’ no longer has power over your ‘hoo-rah’.
Producer and director: Matt Bottomley
Creative directors: Karin Lubani and Lana Lubani
Production designers: Matt Bottomley and Lana Lubani
Cinematographer: Matt Bottomley
Editing/Colour Correction: Matt Bottomley
Assistant: Ben Thomson
Screenplay: Lana Lubani and Ben Thomson
Producer: Ben Thomson
Lyrics and translation
Original
It wasn't easy. Yeah, you just got in, hope you're not here to stay.
Snap a finger, wish it were that easy. But your energy's pollin' the place.
Yalla, itla' barra and it wasn't easy. Yeah, you just got in, hope you're not here to stay.
Snap a finger, wish it were that easy. But your energy's pollin' the place.
Yalla, itla' barra and it wasn't easy. All your energy feel like a Monday mornin'.
I don't get how your brain could be workin' so borin'.
Think about how you turned out, yeah, yeah.
So you take your shot. You don't gotta be the loudest, loudest in the room.
I'm gettin' tired, tired while I'm out here gettin' fuel, babe. I turned all the doubt you had into my motivation. Baby, take your shot.
Now you lookin' kinda confused.
That look on your face overdue.
When you get in your car and it's Lana Lubani on the radio goin'. . .
It wasn't easy. Yeah, you just got in, hope you're not here to stay.
Snap a finger, wish it were that easy. But your energy's pollin' the place.
Yalla, itla' barra and it wasn't easy. Yeah, you just got in, hope you're not here to stay.
Snap a finger, wish it were that easy. But your energy's pollin' the place.
Yalla, itla' barra and it wasn't easy. Your strategy was a little faulty.
And I'm a little bit salty, baby. Had a front row seat, but now you lost me.
Hope you're feelin' kinda frosty, baby.
'Cause now I'm crankin' up the heat and I don't got no time to waste. I don't need no distractions in my way now.
And I don't wanna think about you, so. . . It wasn't easy.
Yeah, you just got in, hope you're not here to stay.
Snap a finger, wish it were that easy. But your energy's pollin' the place.
Yalla, itla' barra and it wasn't easy. Yeah, you just got in, hope you're not here to stay.
Snap a finger, wish it were that easy. But your energy's pollin' the place.
Yalla, itla' barra and it wasn't easy.
It wasn't easy.
English translation
It wasn't easy. Yeah, you just got in, hope you're not here to stay.
Snap a finger, wish it were that easy. But your energy's pollin' the place.
Yalla, itla' barra and it wasn't easy. Yeah, you just got in, hope you're not here to stay.
Snap a finger, wish it were that easy. But your energy's pollin' the place.
Yalla, itla' barra and it wasn't easy. All your energy feel like a Monday mornin'.
I don't get how your brain could be workin' so borin'.
Think about how you turned out, yeah, yeah.
So you take your shot. You don't gotta be the loudest, loudest in the room.
I'm gettin' tired, tired while I'm out here gettin' fuel, babe. I turned all the doubt you had into my motivation. Baby, take your shot.
Now you lookin' kinda confused.
That look on your face overdue.
When you get in your car and it's Lana Lubani on the radio goin'. . .
It wasn't easy. Yeah, you just got in, hope you're not here to stay.
Snap a finger, wish it were that easy. But your energy's pollin' the place.
Yalla, itla' barra and it wasn't easy. Yeah, you just got in, hope you're not here to stay.
Snap a finger, wish it were that easy. But your energy's pollin' the place.
Yalla, itla' barra and it wasn't easy. Your strategy was a little faulty.
And I'm a little bit salty, baby. Had a front row seat, but now you lost me.
Hope you're feelin' kinda frosty, baby.
'Cause now I'm crankin' up the heat and I don't got no time to waste. I don't need no distractions in my way now.
And I don't wanna think about you, so. . . It wasn't easy.
Yeah, you just got in, hope you're not here to stay.
Snap a finger, wish it were that easy. But your energy's pollin' the place.
Yalla, itla' barra and it wasn't easy. Yeah, you just got in, hope you're not here to stay.
Snap a finger, wish it were that easy. But your energy's pollin' the place.
Yalla, itla' barra and it wasn't easy.
It wasn't easy.