You have to be careful
你必须慎之又慎
You have to be diligent
你必须勤之又勤
Planning and measuring every detail
细致规划
Creating is drawling, erasing and drawling again
创造就是这样画了又擦，擦了又画
And I've never been in it for fame or attention
我从不为好名声或博眼球而来
I only work hard so the structures won't fail
我只有勤奋努力，才能让楼宇屹立不塌
And seeing it finished is worth every mora I spend
但看到它建成，便不辜负我付出的每一个摩拉
Within every building made with pride
每一座建筑，皆是自豪之作
The architect lives on inside
建筑师的灵魂永存其中
Shinning paint, a marble heart
闪闪发光的油漆，坚硬的心
That's what makes a work of art
这正是造就艺术杰作的东西
We build and we play
我们建造，我们玩耍
Sculpting dreams out of clay
用泥土筑梦
With the hope that our towers don't fall
希望我们的塔楼永不倒
That we won't have to see the writing on the wall
希望我们不用看到墙上的祸兆
The more you work, the higher the stakes
活干得越多，桩基打得越深
And the bigger the sorrows to drown
忧愁愈甚
'Cause one mistake is all it takes for the walls to come crumbling down
因为只要一招不慎，便会导致高墙坍塌
You have to ignore them, the echoing voices
你必须无视那些，回荡在耳边的闲言碎语
That cackle and curse as you toil away
埋头苦干
Cover your ears and focus on boxes and lines
捂住耳朵，专注于线条框框
And the shadowy figures, they're nothing but shadows
那些黑影，只是影子而已
Like ink on a page, they have nothing to say
就像纸页上的墨渍，它们没话可说
But maybe, just maybe
但或许，只是或许
They're trying to give me a sign
它们正试图向我发出讯号
That in every building made with pride
每一座建筑，皆是自豪之作
The architect remains inside
建筑师的灵魂萦绕不去
Peeling paint, a heavy heart
剥落的油漆，沉重的心
That's what makes a work of art
这正是造就艺术杰作的东西
We scream and we pray
我们尖叫，我们祈祷
Sculpting dreams out of clay
用泥土筑梦
As we try not to look at scrawl
试图不去看那潦草的字迹
The message of doom, the writing on the wall
厄运的消息，墙上的祸兆
Everyday we play this game of chance
每天，我们都在玩这个机会游戏
Whirling through a desperate dance
绝望地舞动旋转
Sketching visions in our heads
勾画出我们脑子里的画面
Just to see them ripped to shreds
只为看到它们被撕成碎片
This road that we share
我们一起走的这条路
Doesn't lead anywhere
不会通向任何地方
But there's nothing an artist can do
但艺术家表示无能为力
When you swing your brush, you have to follow through
当你拿起画笔，就得坚持到底
Within every building made with pride
每一座建筑，皆是自豪之作
The architect is trapped inside
建筑师的灵魂困于其中
Bleeding paint, a shattered heart
血淋淋的油漆，破碎的心
That's what makes a work of art
这正是造就艺术杰作的东西
I'll fight for control
我要力争获得掌控权
But the "right way" takes a toll
但“正确的道路”要付出代价
And still, at the end of it all
当一切终了
I can't escape my fate, the writing's on the wall
我还是逃脱不了我的命运，墙上的祸兆已经浮现
