Hiding Behind A Mask EP

by URSINA

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released January 31, 2014

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Ursina (vocals, omnichord, harmonium)
Roland Wäspe (guitars)
Martina Berther (bass)
Nicolas Stocker (drums, wurlitzer, glockenspiel)
Adrian Schmid (flugelhorn, trombone on ADIA)
Emanuel Künzi (drums on ADIA)

℗ & © 2014 URSINA

Written & composed by Ursina
Recorded and mixed by Manuel Egger at Suburban Sound Recording Studio, Winterthur
Mastered by Brian Gardner at Bernie Grundman Mastering, Hollywood
Artwork by Claudia Eggimann, Bern

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Track Name: Fit In
FIT IN

Everyone has to fit in somewhere,
everything has to find its place.
If not we will have a problem here,
that’s why I really have to say something.

I don’t really like to be compared,
to be thrown with other girls in a suitcase.
To be locked away and have nothing more to say,
that's what you really have to face.

Oh I hate that every little thing is framed and put in order
and I can’t stand the feeling to have to make it right.
All these rules and expectations narrow down my creativity
and I’m afraid to make a fool out of myself.

Although I really try not to care too much
about what other people think and might slander about.
I often can’t deny that it bothers me
to see that they won’t agree with me.

I don’t pretend to be the one to know, oh no,
how to make a change and how to let things flow.
My mind struggles hard to forget about
the pigeon holes that rule our world.

Still I hate that every little thing is framed and put in order
and I can’t stand the feeling to have to make it right.
Track Name: Quel ch'el ei
QUEL CH'EL EI

El sesa visavi
raquenta da siu mintgadi
sepiarda en historias e raquents.

Sin las levzas in surrir
ch'enzuglia mintga plaid ch'el di
cuviera quei ch'el zuppa lunsch suten,
en siu intern.

Mo tgei porti da snegar
quei ch'el ei
e da sezuppar
davos ina preit.

E tgei gidi da semiar
sche tut quei ch'el crei
para vit e van
e fa buc bein.

L'egliada gira el lontan
tradescha enqual sentiment
ch'el zuppenta gest el proxim mument.

Pigliaus digl agen patertgar
e fatschentaus cun s'allontanar
da quels che fussen cheu
per tener siu maun.

Mo tgei porti da snegar
quei ch'el ei
e da sezuppar
davos ina preit.

E tgei gidi da semiar
sche tut quei ch'el crei
para vit e van
e fa buc bein.
Track Name: The House
THE HOUSE

There’s an empty house out there in the forest
it used to be alive.
A magical place where people would go
to find quiet and peace of mind.

But now it’s abandoned and lonely
and the windows are barred with wood.
The roof is broken, the dust has settled
and the walls keep tumbling down.

It was ages ago
when ladies and gentleman came to see it shine.
This house had something unique and most beautiful
that simply blew your mind.

But now it’s abandoned and lonely
and the windows are barred with wood.
The roof is broken, the dust has settled
and the walls keep tumbling down.

I want to go there and see it on my own,
I want to go there all alone.
Track Name: Masks
MASKS

Many human beings I meet in the city
seem so busy and self-absorbed.
They look down on the street, their faces do not tell me
what they think or even what they feel.

I walk through the streets and wonder why they seem
so distant and all alone.
Is it easier that way and can they handle their day
without sharing what’s going on.

They walk and talk and they eat their meals
as fast as they can cause work is waiting again.
They hurry and worry all day long
until they finally go to sleep.

I sit down on a bench, observe the passing people,
how they move, how they act all weird.
They can’t let loose, need to know all the news,
are addicted to all sorts of things.

They care about their jobs and play perfect roles,
never admit to feel weak or low.
How long can this go on? They are fighting on their own,
losing hopes and dreams for good.

This world is such a crazy place,
it's all about the come and go.
People, where the hell are we heading to?

They walk and talk and they eat their meals
as fast as they can cause work is waiting again.
They hurry and worry all day long
until they finally go to sleep.
Track Name: Adia
ADIA

Sin fatscha in larmin
che cula mo beinschit dalla vesta giu.
Dar adia e far fin
ei buc sempel per mintgin.

Schar ir quei ch’ins tegn car
E star anavos cun in grev cor
Che batta e dat buc ruaus
Entochen ch’el ei turnaus.

Sin fatscha in larmin
che cula mo beinschit dalla vesta giu.
Dar adia e far fin
ei buc sempel per mintgin.