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Kimi wa Kanariya translation (English)
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“You are a Canary”
Passing through
When the night breeze picks up again
Can you remember the song forgotten in the faraway sky?
Like the shadows of yesterday that had come to snatch you away
The clouds that can’t be overtaken drifted on
I wonder if I reach out my hand,
Would I touch
The memories collecting in the unbroken sky
You are a canary
Who sings without a voice
Teardrops fall to the water’s surface
And their ripples silently flow beyond
The reflection of the moonlight
And as the days pass,
The doubt fades
To become an answer one day
It falls
And runs, this ceaseless rain
Because one remembers a sad song in the crying sky
Like the accumulation in the darkness of a lonely heart,
Plaintive is the spinning of one’s wheels
Two people met by chance and the memories that gathered are – hey
They’re still here, just as they’ve always been
Moonlit canary
You’ve lost sight of the dream again,
Tears wither in the scene’s reflection,
The sea, illuminated by the moon, ebbs and flows,
And you gaze up at the connected stars
For every meeting and farewell
The memories remain
You are a canary
Who sings without a voice
Teardrops fall to the water’s surface
And their ripples silently flow back past
The reflection of the moonlight
While lost amidst tears and doubt,
The moment that you’ve been searching for is right here,
Because you’re able to keep walking
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Life Is Beautiful translation (English)
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The left eye could be seen crying. The right eye could be seen laughing
And between the eyes are still – to this day – feelings that can’t be processed
The first time I went to Ueno Station was on a rare white Christmas
In contrast to that time when I went to see you off at the station and the last train of the day was just a light in the distance,
When we had so much fun, and talked so much, this time it was silent, and I listened to the sound of the world
In the dark museum in the middle of the park, the taxidermy animals dream for eternity
And I think for an instant that a day as beautiful as today is one of those dreams
The dancing snow seems to have no plans either
Life life life life life is beautiful
Life life life life life is beautiful
Life life life life life was beautiful days
Was beautiful days, was beautiful days
I pretend to like you. To like the things you like,
And keep on even when those feelings sprout again in someone else
When I rewind the song I had recorded this in, and play it back again
The memories squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak like the chanting of a useless spell
And all of the words I had cut up and pieced together seem to scatter, dance, and fly away
Ultimately, we become insignificant garbage to be burned away in this world
Life life life life life is beautiful
Life life life life life is beautiful
Life life life life life was beautiful days
Was beautiful days, was beautiful days
Life life life life life is beautiful
Life life life life life is beautiful
Life life life life life was beautiful days
Was beautiful days, was beautiful days
How does this heavy snow go on forever and still be beautiful
Even when sorrow takes hold of the place forever unseen, it’s still beautiful
If I could somehow transmit those feelings, the circuits would overload, and the lightbulbs
Would flicker, blink, die, go out, and for everyone I recognized in the light
I have to lay out all the masks. The faces are getting old.
How about a crying face? How about a smiling facing?
Hey?
Life life life life life is beautiful
Life life life life life is beautiful
Life life life life life was beautiful days
Was beautiful days, was beautiful days
I, I, I, I, I, my, me, mine
is too, too, too, too, too ambiguous
and I, I, I, I, I only want to be loved
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aVANTGARDe translation (English)
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The sun went down
The white-haired old man took out the knife again today
The scent of alcohol lingered in the air of building 13
Bandages lifted a strange voice, and it was time for the explosion to echo
There’s no need for a clock here in this ugly building 13
One was a hanging, two leapt
This one has already liquefied
Despair and hope dances vigorously together beneath the moonlight
Drunk on the violence of these shadowless acts
Ah, two down in one strike, a portrayal of derangement
A performer fond of dressing in blood, drunk on violence
Even so, the soothsayers say,
“Killing without hesitation.
Serial murders are paradise on earth.
That connection will never break.”
“The blood cries for it…”
Trickling on the right changes into the sea on the left, things chopped to pieces bloom madly in crimson
Despair and hope dances vigorously together beneath the moonlight
Drunk on the violence of these shadowless acts
Ah, two down in one strike, a portrayal of derangement
A performer fond of dressing in blood, drunk on violence.
Ah, the links of shameful passion seem to be shutting down soon in building 13
Even so, the soothsayers say,
“Killing without hesitation.
Serial murders are paradise on earth.
That connection will never break.”
“The blood that cried turned into a lotus.
It turned into a lotus that day.
And until that day, made pleasure with worldly things.”
Lunatics, puppets, devils
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Piano Black translation (English)
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Freeze, Sleep – the screen turned black
Cause: unknown – it’s the queen’s eternal absence
A spell: ineffective – let’s break an oath
Ideals: grim heroism – the hideout is already
Burning, burning, burning, and turning to ash
Burning, burning, burning, and turning to ash
An emergency bell sounds and everyone is fleeing
A delay, completely at a loss
Solitude, in a trance, dancing with a swaying shadow
For infinity, mutely, turns the cold second hand
Around and around and around, can it be turned back?
Around and around and around
Sorrow is still beautiful, forever untouched
Like gazing at a bouquet of withered flowers
But whenever the night as dark as your eyes arrives,
It’s another blackout, blackout
Don’t get involved, inner world
Leave it alone, inner space
Don’t turn it off, inner light, inner light, inner light
Sorrow is still beautiful, forever untouched
Like gazing at a bouquet of withered flowers
But whenever the night as dark as your eyes arrives,
It’s another blackout
It’s falling outside the window – a piano someone threw out
To wish for the coming morning is for a world that’s fallen apart
Now within the night as dark as your eyes
Blackout, blackout
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Ink translation (English)
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I keep writing words. Maybe, maybe they just don’t mean anything
And I draw pictures, but, but there’s nothing left to draw
If I cry out from this nameless dream, I end up soaking wet
And yet if I were to follow it, I would be a mere shadow of myself, alone
Red, blue, gloom, when it all mixes together,
It winds up being this color
Sweet desires well up
And just softly overflow
Vivid sadness, a drop of ink within my heart
I wonder if it could have stayed clear without losing anything?
If I were to pretend to doze off, I would sway with this heart that I don’t need
In the blink of darkness, look, look, how clean it is
Night – whenever I remember; Shadows – no place to go
Lies – I pretend not to look; a voice – corrupted at last
Being swept away by dissonance from head to foot
An enchanting melody leaves me on edge
Where has the silence gone
Bring it back softly
Muddy sadness is the ink running to the bottom of my heart
If it were to run clear, I wonder if I would have been left unknowing?
The intermingling phantoms are nothing but dreams I don’t want to see
In a single second of darkness, hey, hey, it’s just spreading out
Un deux trois
How many times will I go around on tiptoes
Stop the musical accompaniment
Drums, bass, guitar
(… silence)
Vivid sadness, a drop of ink within my heart
I wonder if it would have stayed clear without losing anything?
If I were to pretend to doze off, I would sway with this heart that I don’t need
In the blink of darkness, look, look, how clean it is
How clean it is, how clean it is
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Rorschach (Hidari) translation (English)
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“Rorschach (Left)”
12AM, I don’t recognize myself in the mirror
I hope I don’t forget even when morning comes, I hope I don’t lose it even when night comes
“Bye bye”s and “Goodbye”s and “See ya”s and “Next time”s
All said, heard, shown, a similar face
Tututurutu tu tu tu tu
Tututurutu tu tu tu tu
Tututurutu tu tu tu tu
Tututurutu tu tu tu tu
#plastic tree#ink#rorschach (hidari)#rorschach (left)#2012.12.12#lyrics:ryutaro#music:ryutaro#rorschach left
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Shion translation (English)
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“Aster”
The kind of wind to suit the flowers is one that scatters them
A whistle worn out is a lonely one,
The froth of a daydream rises and disappears. I made sure of it all from beginning to end
And now I’m becoming sentimental
The words are cut short and I’m at a loss for something meaningful
I don’t feel like going outside because I won’t be able to see you
Straying from the ideal, we go around and around eternity like we’re in a revolving door
And at the end of it all, I settle on being alone
For every blink in this gleaming world, my heart breaks and you smile
A promise made between liars, this insignificant goodbye is like a flower petal blowing in the wind
A flash of light, stiffness, pain, the petals flutter down
I don’t want to look up at the sky because it’s too bright
A melody passes by and I stare down at the ground because it’s too painful
Stuck in a round of repeating dreams, I’ll be freed from their pull one day
One heart and another always separated by time and distance, slow motion
For every blink in this gleaming world, your ephemerality darts through the moment of darkness
It runs, and even though I catch the falling rain with both hands, it’s like a flower petal soaked in the rain
Drip drop, it falls, nimbly, alone
Just relying on fate, I stumble through a quiet storm
Although night will come, although morning will come, without fail
For whom does the bell toll? If you were to forget to call for me
Then I would only love you, bathed in brilliant light
For every blink in this gleaming world, my heart breaks and you smile
A promise made between liars, this insignificant goodbye is like a flower petal blowing in the wind
When I forget your name in the lost future, it will just be the sound of the wind one day
A stir, overwriting, to be able to relinquish the memories would be like flower petals scattering
A flash of light, stiffness, pain, the petals flutter down
The wind blows, blows, they run away, and gently the two of us end
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Kuchizuke translation (English)
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“Kiss”
Listening to the sound of the rain like strikes to piano keys
It was the kind of night that blurred into memories before one even noticed
The sound of breath overlapped with that of the pouring rain
And within my umbrella, I arrived in a land made up of pairs
Even when I look up, I can’t find it – this broken spider’s thread
More than ever, I don’t want answers without questions
I try to touch the vestiges of a grinning scar split open
If I could even give up tomorrow, the passing days would be mere bubbles
Eyes cast down, a flower blooms. A kiss in a dream
You and me, we tell these beautiful lies
The goodbye inside our hearts is this never-ending rain
That conceals the stirring and the deceit
One obtains the end in paradise in this unreliable eternity
And then loses it
So the body and the heart both forget
It’s the ambiguity of understanding love. A different meeting, to die together
An IO error – love full of compassion is simply sadness
(Words of grief, a tearful appeal in such mournful beauty)
Cutting heartlessness, a crying voice, and the fever merely cools
The day it starts to fade away is the day it all disappears
Eyes cast down, a flower blooms. A kiss in a dream
You and me, we tell these beautiful lies
The rain runs clear and transparent
Catch it, catch it,
And the eyes close for it to blossom – a dream in the darkness
The goodbye at the bottom of our heart is the ceaseless rain
That carries on to the end of the world, all through the night
And conceals, conceals the stirring and the deceit
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Joumyaku translation (English)
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“Veins”
A lukewarm dream, memories rustling quietly
Paler and paler you’re drifting away
The colors blur and sleep creeps on
And the heart goes unaccounted for——.
It took a sneeze to notice it – winter is still dragging on
Breath comes out in white wisps and I wish the uncertainty in my heart would go with it
Because my heart won’t change until the color of the sky does
Even sentimentality is growing increasingly faint, a discordant whistle
Receiving unknown love, pranks that echoed as if to baptize me,
So the pupil dilates with the whirling vertigo – what do you think amidst the grief and the light?
A lukewarm dream, memories rustling quietly
Paler and paler you’re drifting away
Persisting is this vivid illusion
When I try to reach for it, I only wake up, it only fades, I only snap out of it
Without fail—��.
I wished for tomorrow to come, so I threw out the embers of desire
All the garbage that can’t be burned will become the gleaming Dream Island in the sea
We simply become music notes on a staff cut from the string of fate
Because these bodies, their pasts and their futures, will all one day be lost within the universe
A lukewarm dream, memories rustling quietly
Paler and paler you’re drifting away
Persisting is this illusion, though I send it away
To a place deep in my heart, far out of reach
The records are a variety of lies that I’ve been getting used to
All of these things blend together with you
And turn cloudy, so that someday you’ll just be a counterfeit
Unable to follow you, I only wake up, it only fades, I only snap out of it
Without fail——.
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spooky translation (English)
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When wrapped in lies
One loses the way home
The sound of your footsteps
And the stars lost overhead
If you could get a Clear
Your skill would rise
Come this way, blindfolded one
Hey,
The heart is always swaying
Hey,
Come here, come here!
The reason isn’t deep
The silence is uncomfortable
Sparks flew
A chainsaw made clean
Things thrown away
Self-deprecation with both hands
And a whistle to mimic a nue
Hey,
The heart is always swaying
Hey,
Come here, come here!
Hey,
The heart is always swaying
Hey,
Come here, come here!
Hey,
Dizziness from the gleaming light
Whatever they are,
Put on even the lies, even the lies
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Blueback translation (English)
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Midnight rain, thoughts to question the silence flow forth and dive in
To be submerged, submerged in the colors of me
A film rewinds, the desire to peer into the kaleidoscope of the passing days, merging together
Turning, turning, the colors of me
Love, blue and red emotions are bruises left behind to one day disappear completely
Blurring, blurring, the colors of me
The pantomime continues, at the back of the stage a secret withers and scatters, scatters
Scattering, scattering, the colors of me
A breath, a voice, fingers, a body, a heart – that’s you, isn’t it
Little by little you disappear and the world is left empty once more
Surrendering to the upside-down, I fall
“Welcome home.”
Entirely
It falls, it falls, the essence of me
To feel memories now that had once been lost is merely an illusion.
A scene released. Projects once more.
This place that can’t be seen is, after all, an ordinary one,
Blueback——.
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Sabishinbou translation (English)
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“Lonely Person”
If I can speak figuratively, the lonely person
Has become my usual costume
The windows are all covered up and a key has locked the door tight
To reject the arrival of tomorrow is to destroy the usual way of things
Circles, triangles, and squares created this country of two
At some far corner of the quiet night, I sleep, barricaded within my memories
The kind lies stacked together to form love are already collapsing
Like toy blocks, and the heart lies scattered in hundreds of multicolored pieces
The wastebasket is overfilled with withered words like fallen leaves
I’ll feed the fire with all of the memories that can’t be thrown away, and forget them
Deep within the cold night, I simply sleep, wrapped in borrowed love
Buried in a dream beneath the ashes of bygone days,
I can no longer see, and even though I don’t exist, I want to leave behind an impression of my heart
The kind lies stacked together to form love are already collapsing
Like toy blocks, and the heart is just scattered in hundreds of multicolored pieces
Buried in a dream beneath the ashes of bygone days,
I can no longer see, and even though I don’t exist, I want to leave behind an impression of my heart
Leave it behind, leave it behind
Leave it behind
When I think about it, I’m a lonely person
But that’s alright, because I’ve gotten used to loneliness
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Duet translation (English)
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A butterfly of moonlight dances in the air in dispute of its distance
So unusually vivid
Let’s keep playing amidst the deciduous trees
Let’s keep dancing all through the night
Fluttering beautifully, the dead leaves fall
He speaks in this place
Dressed in devilishness, the sound of the drum echoes out
“How is it that the singer of the trees is one of insolent wit and beauty?”
One eye spinning round and round was plucked out
And drew an arc in the moonlit night
The mercury lamp at the line between reality and dreams resists its distance
So beguilingly it gleams
The playwright always hangs his head
He hangs it all through the night
Crumpled paper hits the waste bin one by one
He sees in this place
A doll adorned with makeup, fruit that’s melted into sordid mush
“How is it that the singer of the trees is so altogether hideous?”
Spinning on and on and on and on and on
From a distance, all the incidents you¹ had talked about
Are so numerous that it’s like waking disoriented amidst them all, wouldn’t you say?
You’ve come to be so associated with all of those incidents that I² remember
And yet now my heart simply, simply thinks of you fondly. How blind I am
The deciduous trees drink together with distant demise
So floridly guilty
Skulls let loose a quiet laugh
They laugh all through the night
The starry sky gleams and bears its fangs
It destroyed the significance of him being in this place
A quarrel shatters into icy feeling
“May the singer of the trees not be so lonely”
Let’s sleep. It’s time to say goodbye to love, compassion, and today
Huddled close, an avowed kiss upon my³ hand
With the last of its power spent, it’s falling beneath my⁴ feet
This leaden heart will fall to pieces with you⁵
One must not think it cruel. They sing for eternity
In the garden
La lala, la lala
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T/N: Several different pronouns are used in these lyrics, which lends the feel of this being a duet between two people
¹This verse uses 君 (kimi) for “you”
²This verse also uses 僕 (boku) for “I/me” – this is generally a masculine pronoun
³This line uses 私 (watashi) for “I/me” – this is gender neutral and could be interpreted as polite
⁴This line uses 僕 (boku) for “I/me” again
⁵This line uses あなた (anata) for “you” – this is gender neutral to convey intimacy but sometimes leans toward feminine
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Aria translation (English)
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A downpour of falling stars touched by outstretched hands
Changes into dirty water underfoot
Hey, I’ll close my eyes
And if my wish comes true, flowers will grow from the earth
Passing time made to be lost, a moment of stillness
And with a sigh the playful fever soars until I can float
I tore apart the lies without anything to replace them
From deep within my heart shines a wish that should have been locked away
The nights come and go, and soon even pain will be forgotten
A downpour of falling stars touched by outstretched hands
Changes into dirty water underfoot
Hey, I’ll close my eyes
And if my wish comes true, flowers will grow from the earth
Dreaming only of tomorrow, I leave yesterday behind
Would I be sad to learn if somewhere else, you were smiling?
The last traces of it are snatched away by the flickering spring’s evening wind
A distant moon, piling upon how I long for that sky
And if I were to look down, I would see my feet, because my heart has lost its shape
Hey, I’ll close my eyes
And if my wish comes true, flowers will grow from the earth
The hands of angels had led us to that season when we passed one another
But our eyes met for only a second, and we kept walking
A downpour of falling stars touched by outstretched hands
Changes into dirty water underfoot
Hey, if I could close my eyes
It would be the night sky behind my eyelids
Hey, I’ll close my eyes
And if my wish comes true, flowers will grow from me
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I Love You So translation (English)
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Tokyo’s ghost cries in prose
It falls asleep to mercury lamps and dreams frigid dreams
Who is it that fades away with a calm goodbye?
As lovely as a baptizing rain
I love you so – a utopia
I love you more – will fall
I love you always – and break into a thousand
I love you forever – pieces
A restless imagination is the ghost in Tokyo
The super explosion within a dream squeezes through a vacuum
Space warping, gravity disappearing,
Emotions felt in excess, and disillusionment
I love you so – a momentary utopia
I love you more – achieved for just an instant
I love you always – and in the end breaks into a thousand
I love you forever – fragments
(nothing to see nothing needed nothing disappears)
(hollow vacant low)
Tokyo’s ghost cries in fragments
Lured by neon light traps, the butterfly is destroyed!
I love you so – a precarious utopia
You hate me? Bye bye
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Setsugekka translation (English)
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The Beauty of the Seasons
The sky has stopped crying. A colorless crescent moon
Slowly came into view through the window
Leaving behind the symbols drawn of two people,
The night holds up the stars as they begin to stir
However, however, one asked the accumulating days,
And alas, in providential change, in an abstract moment of time,
Came feeling once again
Through the window in spring, the falling petals of the windflowers whisk one’s thoughts away
Through the window in summer, the eye gazes long at the constellations Vega and Altair suspended in the sky
The sky was silent, and the mute crescent moon
Reflected in the glass wavered again
Liars, distortions, and words are all powerless
Only the blanket of concealing night goes unbroken
However, however, one asked the days in their assembly,
And to talk of eternity means to invite the end of the world
So one must seize the invariable present
Through the window in autumn, emotions flow in the gentle rivulets of the awaited rain
And through the window in winter, tears are like the melting ice that gives the snow its reason to dance——.
Through the window, the petals of spring’s windflowers are blown away by the wind,
Through the window, the eye searches in vain for summer’s Vega and Altair absent from the sky,
Through the window, emotions are washed away with the gentle rivulets of autumn’s awaited rain,
And through the window, before the memories melt away with the ice that give winter’s snow its reason to dance…
What do you call this feeling?
How many seasons have passed?
To a question that rose up to the sky:
“Still the symbols drawn of two people.”
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Taikutsu Machine translation (English)
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Boredom Machine
Though one should be able to put 16 pieces together in no time at all,
Here they are before my eyes as a puzzle not so easily solved
Telling ambiguous lies for some reason, love is fragile
Shining feelings, a coarse shout, fed up with it all
Molding and bending it, I wonder what sort of face I should put on?
A bed of nails sends the eyes spinning around
All that work everywhere is pitiful, so let’s just ignore it
Get up close and comfortable with inconvenience
An accident from the days found in the trash
But on the surface, we put on our best face
Come on, play hide-and-seek to kill the boredom
Telling ambiguous lies for some reason, love is fragile
And the transparent amber loses its luster
There weren’t any breadcrumbs left to follow
The Trojan horse is empty
Let’s begin this strange drama, even though it’s boring
Put on the silk hat
The outcome is a depressing one, but the puzzle solved in my sleep
Is here now
That crime called deceit is sadistic
To desire nothing less than love
Innocence is probably a hallucination
And by the time I realized it, the point had run me through. La la la
Telling ambiguous lies for some reason, love is fragile
Shining feelings, a coarse shout, fed up with it all
Molding and bending it, I wonder what sort of face I should put on?
Laughing and having fun, saying “don’t you want to play~?”
And for hazy memories
——–It’s such an alluring mistake.
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