More songs by Jirayut
Description
Composer: Waranyu Phrommetta
Composer: Tarapti Ikhtiar Rinrin
Composer: Liam Amadeo Riza
Lyrics and translation
Original
Senin sampai Jumat aku cari rezeki, kerja serabutan untuk makan.
Tanggal tiga puluh ada kabar buruk, mama perlu uang dadakan. Padahal baru awal bulan.
Makin ke sini hidup makin mahal, kena marah atasan gak boleh galau.
Makin ke sini kerjaan makin banyak, istirahat hanya ada di mimpi.
Pusing kepala lagi, hati nyut-nyutan lagi! Gaji cair, tagihan menanti.
Pusing kepala lagi, aku nyut-nyutan lagi. Sampai kapan aku hidup begini? Oh
Tuhan, nyut-nyutan, banting tulang terus-terusan. Biar besok gak mumet lagi. Oh
Tuhan. . . hati nyut-nyutan lagi.
Hoo. . . oo.
Kapan bisa santai, jalan-jalan ke pantai?
Pergi gak mikir beli apapun yang ku mau.
Makin ke sini hidup makin mahal, padahal mau kirim duit ke mama.
Makin ke sini bebanku makin banyak, istirahat hanya ada di mimpi.
Pusing kepala lagi, hati nyut-nyutan lagi!
Gaji cair, tagihan menanti. Pusing kepala lagi, aku nyut-nyutan lagi.
Sampai kapan aku hidup begini?
Oh Tuhan, nyut-nyutan, banting tulang terus-terusan. Biar besok gak mumet lagi.
Oh Tuhan. . .
hati nyut-nyutan lagi. Hoo. . . oo.
English translation
Monday to Friday I earn my living, working odd jobs to eat.
On the thirtieth there was bad news, mom needed money urgently. Even though it's only the beginning of the month.
The more you come here, life becomes more expensive, you can't get angry with your boss.
The more you come here, the more work you do, rest only exists in dreams.
Headache again, heart racing again! Salary disbursed, bills waiting.
Having a headache again, I'm throbbing again. How long will I live like this? Oh
God, screaming, tossing and turning. So it won't be a hassle tomorrow. Oh, God. . . my heart is pounding again.
Hoo. . . oo.
When can you relax, go for a walk to the beach?
Go without thinking and buy whatever I want.
The more you come here, life becomes more expensive, even though you want to send money to your mother.
The more I come here, the more my burden increases, rest only exists in dreams.
Headache again, heart racing again!
Salary disbursed, bills waiting. Having a headache again, I'm throbbing again.
How long will I live like this?
Oh God, I'm screaming, I'm banging my bones all the time. So it won't be a hassle tomorrow.
Oh, God. . .
my heart is pounding again. Hoo. . . oo.