Rakuen
By; SID
Album; ~
Hidoku netsukenai yoru nanoni
ame wa sukima kara yosha naku
kodoku itoguchi mo miataranai
fuseta kokoro mata furidashi e
ame wa sukima kara yosha naku
kodoku itoguchi mo miataranai
fuseta kokoro mata furidashi e
musuu no itami mo yakimashita kako mo
tsuchi ni umete kesou
raku ni narukana fumin no mabuta ni asahi sasaru
hitorikiri takasugiru jiga no kabe
kakimushiri kizu o nagamete
modorenai sugata nai ano basho o
omottewa kibou nado utau
kore ijou fumikomu furi wa yamete
ura o kirikizamu sono emi de
yuganda koe no sei ni shite oboreru hitotoki no rakuen
uruou koro kareta
kokokara wa nozomu nara sono subete miwataseru
kunou no hatemo
saiai e todoku nara kono hitomi sorasazuni kowaretemo utau
(repeat)
hitorikiri takasugiru jiga no kabe
kakimushiri kizu o nagamete
modorenai sugata nai ano basho o
omottewa kibou nado utau
kokokara wa nozomu nara sono subete miwataseru
kunou no hatemo
saiai e todoku nara kono hitomi sorasazuni kowaretemo utau
boku wa utau
Translation
Despite it being a cruelly sleepless night Rain falls Relentlessly From the crevices
I can't even find the clue to my Loneliness My concealed heart Heads again for square one
Be it the inifinite counts of pain Or my reprinted past I'll bury them in earth And erase them
Will it make me feel better The morning sun Pierces These sleepless eyelids
All alone I claw at The excessively tall wall of my ego Gazing upon my wounds
Thinking of that place I can't return to Which has no form I sing Of things like hope
I'll stop pretending to be forging on Anymore than this With that smile That mangles up its inverse side
Blaming it on my warped voice I drown In a momentary paradise
When I'm about to moisten I withered
From now onwards If that's what's desired of me I can survey all of that Even the ends of my torment
If it'll reach what I love most Without averting these eyes Even if I'm broken I'll sing
All alone I claw at The excessively tall wall of my ego Gazing upon my wounds
Thinking of that place I can't return to Which has no form I sing Of things like hope
From now onwards If that's what's desired of me I can survey all of that Even the ends of my torment
If it'll reach what I love most Without averting these eyes Even if I'm broken I'll sing
I will sing
I can't even find the clue to my Loneliness My concealed heart Heads again for square one
Be it the inifinite counts of pain Or my reprinted past I'll bury them in earth And erase them
Will it make me feel better The morning sun Pierces These sleepless eyelids
All alone I claw at The excessively tall wall of my ego Gazing upon my wounds
Thinking of that place I can't return to Which has no form I sing Of things like hope
I'll stop pretending to be forging on Anymore than this With that smile That mangles up its inverse side
Blaming it on my warped voice I drown In a momentary paradise
When I'm about to moisten I withered
From now onwards If that's what's desired of me I can survey all of that Even the ends of my torment
If it'll reach what I love most Without averting these eyes Even if I'm broken I'll sing
All alone I claw at The excessively tall wall of my ego Gazing upon my wounds
Thinking of that place I can't return to Which has no form I sing Of things like hope
From now onwards If that's what's desired of me I can survey all of that Even the ends of my torment
If it'll reach what I love most Without averting these eyes Even if I'm broken I'll sing
I will sing
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