「初潮」lyrics (Rom & Eng)
「初潮」 Shochou
鳥籠の中 静かに脈打つ 少年は孕む狂乱を Torikago no naka Shizuka ni myakuutsu Shounen wa haramu kyouran wo 深紅に染まる 純粋な思想 風鈴が揺れてる頃 Shinku ni somaru Junsuina shisou Fuurin ga yureteru koro
My not having to look back on a mistake past at all in the name of a heart It was out of order from that day My reason collapsed; was broken I promised a heart that I must never trust a humanbeing It was broken from that day My existence was out of order
消された記憶さえどうでも良くなって 祈りは届かずに Kesareta kioku sae dou demo yoku natte Inori wa todokazu ni 漆黒に溺れる shikkoku ni oboreru ここまで来たんだと言い聞かせながらも Koko made kitanda to ii kikasenagara mo 終わりを見つめては分からぬフリで owari wo mitsumete wa wakaranu furi de
「夕闇につつまれるのがわかってながらも "Yuuyami ni tsutsumareru no ga wakattenagara mo 激情に身をまかせることしかできない gekijou ni mi wo makaseru koto shika dekinai この愚かな僕を生温かい風が死を誘ってくる Kono orokana boku wo nama atatakai kaze ga shi wo sasotte kuru 剥がれた景色にモノクロの世界を」 hagareta keshiki ni monokuro no sekai wo"
秋を待つ哀れな姿 Aki wo matsu awarena sugata
理性に縛られた 明日を迎えても Risei ni shibarareta Ashita wo mukaete mo また繰り返す檻に閉じ込められて mata kurikaesu ori ni tojikomerarete 操られる楽さと 操られる苦しさで Ayatsurareru rakusa to ayatsurareru kurushisa de 浅はかな心に釘を打ち付ける asahakana kokoro ni kugi wo uchitsukeru 少年は気づいた 8月の夕暮れ Shounen wa kidzuita hachi gatsu no yuugure 檻には枯れ果てた懐かしき温もりが… ori ni wa kare hateta natsukashiki nukumori ga...
Menarche
Inside of a birdcage, a quietly pulsating boy filled with madness, When the wind chime shakes, pure thoughts stain his madness deep red My not having to look back on a mistake past at all in the name of a heart It was out of order from that day My reason collapsed; was broken I promised a heart that I must never trust a human being It was broken from that day My existence was out of order
Even those erased memories don’t matter anymore, without the prayer reaching him he's drowning in jet blackness I've come this far - even while saying this to himself as he acts like he doesn't know he is gazing into the end
"Even while I'm aware, I will be covered by the dusk, the only thing I can do is to leave myself to these violent emotions For this foolish me, the lukewarm wind invites death, a monochrome world into my detached scenery"
A pathetic figure waiting for autumn
Bound to a reason, even if he greets tomorrow he'll be confined into a cage again With his comfort and his sorrow being manipulated, a nail drives into his shallow heart The boy noticed, the sunset of August, the nostalgic warmth that withered away in the cage...
