Paroles et traduction A9 - Memento

Memento

Hide out ukanu sejou ni sekkoku moshiagemasu
"Kokkei" kimeta ruuchin ni juuzoku = Painful world

Haikei, kamen wo koumuri kanjou futa suru kimi
Zetchoushu ni suru tame ni danzai no hikigane wo hike

There is a stairway to hell, If we make it (out alive)
I know a place that you can get away from all of dead.

"Hanasanaide" to kawashita koe wa toiki no sukima tashika ni kieta
"Nanimono" na no ka imada dare mo shiranai kamen no ura e

Sottou zetsumyouna ajiwai noori no moruhinekan
Keika wa kaitou wo motazu tada ima wo tou

Ah kagiri aru toki mi wo kogasu negai yo
Kanawanakute ii nobashita yubi ni imi ga aru

Dare mo shiranai ketsumatsu wo shiri zankoku da ne tte iki wo nonde mo
Tashikana mono wa mada ikizuku itami asu e no tsuyosa

Itsukara ka karameta yubi mo kikoeta koe mo setsuna ni kieta
Imi wo motanai namo naki hibi yo

"Hanashitakunai" garasu no koe wa wareta kokoro ni iro wo ataeru kara
Ikiteiku tsuyosa wo shitta hakushi no uta yo nasubeki koto wo shire

Memento

I will hide out in the secluded kingdom where I'm not afraid to show my true self
I have decided to stick to my "comical" style because this painful world makes me feel like a criminal

My lady, you wear a mask and suppress your emotions
In order to turn your despair into a source of inspiration, you pull the trigger of guilt

There is a stairway to hell, if we make it (out alive)
I know a place where you can get away from all of this death

The voice that promised "don't let go" has surely faded away in the gaps between your breaths
No one knows yet what "something" lies beneath your mask

I gently follow the path of despair that tastes like poison
My plan is to wander without a destination, just living in the present

Oh, the limited time we have left, my burning desire
It doesn't have to come true, but the outstretched finger has meaning

Even if I know the unknown ending and breathe a sigh of relief saying, "How cruel,"
The only certainty is the lingering pain, the strength for tomorrow

Since when have the fingers that were once intertwined disappeared along with the voice that was heard?
Oh, these meaningless, nameless days

Because the voice of glass that "doesn't want to let go" gives color to my broken heart
I know the strength to live on, the song of the doctor, so I know what to do