Paroles et traduction ALI PROJECT - 亡國覚醒カタルシス

亡國覚醒カタルシス

嘆キノ壁ハ 積ミ上ゲラレテ
愚カノ神ハ 奉ラレル
生きるは毒杯 杞憂(ｷﾕｳ)の苦しみを
飲み干す術を誰か授けよう
太陽に棲むと云う賢者の鷲
羽摶きだけが谺(ｺﾀﾞﾏ)する
この双つの眸(ﾒ)に宿った
闇と光その何方(ﾄﾞｯﾁ)で
僕は未来(ｱｼﾀ)を
見つめるべきなのだろう
渇き切った瓦礫の街
点と線を繋ぎ合わせ
意味など無い事ばかり
溢れてゆく
炎のごとき孤独
抱く體(ｶﾗﾀﾞ) 鎮めては
暗渠(ｱﾝｷｮ)へと滴ってく雫
掲げる毒杯この生は満ちても
焦がれる死の夢は流れ着く
砦に喰い込む爪 孤高の鷲
羽摶(ﾊﾊﾞﾀｷ)だけが舞い上がる
あの蒼穹に磔刑(ﾀｯｹｲ)にしてくれたまえ
天と地が結ぶ場所に僕は立つ
花実のような記憶たちは
焼かれ爛(ﾀﾀﾞ)れ抜け殻だけ
あの日の魂は
何処へ行ったのだろう
冷たい膚(ﾊﾀﾞ) 寄せて触れて
胸の傷と傷を合わせ
再び辿るべき地図
ここに刻む
世界は見えぬ翼
その黒影(ｶｹﾞ)に隠された
純白の一羽射止めよ
生きるは祝杯口移しの快楽
乾く嗤いも息も絶え絶えに
まぐわいあう慰みの掌に
虚しさだけが膨らんで
ああ玉砕と美しく散りゆくならば
恍惚(ｺｳｺﾂ)の先にまだ君が居る
嘆キノ壁ハ 突キ崩サレテ
愚カノ民ハ 鏖(ﾐﾅｺﾞﾛ)サレル
生きるは毒杯愛する悲しみを
飲み干す術を誰が授けよう
月下に眠ると云う静かの鷲
啼き声だけが舞い降りて
掲げる祝杯わが生は満ちても
果敢(ｶｶﾝ)ない死の遊戯は果てもなく
砦に喰い込む爪 孤高の鷲
羽搏きだけが舞い上がる
あの蒼穹に磔刑(ﾀｯｹｲ)にしてくれたまえ
罪と罰を生む時代を僕は視る

Catharsis of a Fallen Nation's Awakening

The Wall of Lamentation is piled up high,
And the foolish god is worshipped.
Life is a poisoned chalice, the pain of vain regrets.
Who will teach me the art of draining the cup?
The wise eagle that dwells in the sun,
Only the beating of its wings echoes.
In the depths of my two eyes,
Darkness and light, which side
Should I gaze into,
To glimpse my future?
The parched city of rubble,
Dots and lines forming patterns,
Meaningless nothings
Overflowing.
A solitude like fire,
Embracing my body, quieting it,
And dripping into the abyss as a tear.
The poisoned chalice I raise, my life may be full,
But the dream of death I yearn for eludes me.
Claws that tear into the fortress, the solitary eagle,
Only the beating of its wings takes flight.
Crucify me in the azure sky,
Where heaven and earth meet, there I stand.
Like flower petals, the memories,
Burnt and decayed, leaving only empty husks.
The soul of that day,
Where has it gone?
Your cold skin, touching mine,
Your wounds aligning with mine.
The map we should follow again,
I刻む it here.
The world is an invisible wing,
With its shadow hidden therein,
Shoot down the pure white one.
Life is a celebratory cup, the pleasure of a shared kiss,
A dry laugh, a breath fading away.
In the comforting palms of our lovemaking,
Only emptiness swells,
Ah, if only I could die beautifully in a glorious defeat,
In the ecstasy that awaits me, would you still be there?
The Wall of Lamentation has been shattered,
And the foolish people are slaughtered.
Life is a poisoned chalice, the sorrow of love,
Who will teach me the art of draining the cup?
The silent eagle sleeping in the moonlight,
Only its cry descends upon me.
The celebratory cup I raise, my life may be full,
But the fearless game of death is endless.
Claws that tear into the fortress, the solitary eagle,
Only the beating of its wings takes flight.
Crucify me in the azure sky,
And I will witness the era of sin and punishment.