There was a period in the history of Budapest's Népsziget when industrial development overwhelmed it so much that it became the antithesis of the Danubian islands, and the irreversibly rusting socialist progress painted by Tamás Urbán and laconically described by Tamás Kátai left an indelible mark on the ruined, urbanised, grey landscape that had become a sociological segregate, where the eliminated green colour, together with the city dwellers longing for the Danube, is only cautiously venturing back from a few peripheral rowing facility relic areas to marvel once again at the sunlight dancing on the water, the pebbles, the windblown trees, and the scent of the cleansing Danube.
Rolling mills shape their bodies
From iron and steel a nation unfolds
From the past tomorrow takes hold
The hammer teaches you order and tolls
Lyrics and music: Tamás Kátai / Thy Catafalque : Vasgyár
Photo: Tamás Urbán / FORTEPAN
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