Shibasaki Kou

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Performed by: Shibasaki Kou
Lyrics: Shibasaki Kou
Music: Nakamura Jin
Arrange: Ichikawa Jun
Romanization/translation by M Walk

graybee

“tatakatte ayamatte kuttsuite
hirefusu furi umaku naru

katamatte katayotte zuriochite
haibokukan uri ni suru”

arifureteru kotoba no naka kara
jibun ni chikai hitokoto
mitsuketa kore da mou akita
sute mata sagasu

shitsuyou ni haritsuita MOZAIKU mo itsuka wa
BOROBORO to kuzuresari arawa ni naru kono yo no sujou
mou unzari demo watashi mo sono hitori

nitsumatte nageyatte hirameite
geijutsuka mo konna mono?
kogarete tsuyogatte oitsumete
“namida decchau” nante USO

akujunkan karappo no karada ni
iro toridori no BITAMIN
oginau dame da mou kikanai oku no te mo nai

kotsukotsu to tsumiageta ibitsu na RENGAtachi
BOROBORO to kuzuresari arawa ni naru watashi no sugao
nakeru wakenai
arubeki mono, nain da mono

“ai nante irimasen. motometara nigeru wa.”
itta ato hansei mo ichiou wa shite miru kedo nee,
watashi no sei? “iiya sore wa chigau” demo
iji ni nari haguretara shousen wa mina, tanin
netsuzou no kurikaeshi kono bunsaki ryoku mo yakimashi?
waraeru kedo sakebitai no amaetai no

graybee

“Fighting, in error, adhering to it
A pretense of submission, becoming clever

“Being certain, being biased, falling
A sense of defeat goes on sale”

From within these common words
A single word is close to me
I discovered it, but I’m already tired of it
Throw it away, then search again

Even the relentlessly clinging mosaic will someday
Completely crumble, the history of this world is revealed
It’s already boring, but still I’m alone

Boil it down, throw it aside as it flickers
What sort of thing is an artist?
Yearn for it, bluffing, chase it to the ground
“My tears just came out” is such a lie

A vicious circle within my empty body
Multicolored vitamins
Supplementing does no good, there’s no effect, there’s nothing within my hand

The steadily piled up crooked bricks
Completely crumble, my honest face is revealed
There’s no reason for crying
Because there are no ideals

“I don’t need things like love. If I’m pursued, I’ll run away.”
After saying that, I’ll try tentatively
Hey, is it my fault? “No, that’s not it” But
I’m obstinate, if I get lost after all, everyone is a stranger
The repetition of falsehoods, do I have the power to reprint the analysis?
I laugh, but I want to scream; I want to behave like a spoiled child

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