Paroles et traduction Chima - 戯言

戯言

重ねた月日を数えてみたけど
幸せが眠る終着駅には
未練は無いの

誰かの為ならいとわず背負って
馬鹿ネと言われてそれでも
微笑み一人帰る夜

いいね！を気にせず咲くような花でいたい
貴方の居ない部屋でつぶやく戯言

グッドバイアゲイン 誰だって
人に言えない古傷抱えてる
哀しみの過去を拭う指先で
次の扉開けるの

嗚呼 なのに急な雨
渇いた肌と心が染みるほど
頬濡らす愛に架けた泪橋
街に傘と言う名の花が咲く

「帰るね(＞_＜)ペットにご飯をあげなきゃ」
そう言うあの娘は外食か出前
出汁を「でじる」と言う―。

若気の至りが眩しく映る季節
ポケットのベル鳴った世代の戯言

グッドバイアゲイン 男って
同じ過ち繰り返す生き物
何となく頷くけど忘れてる
二人だけの記念日

嗚呼 たぶん通り雨
気圧の違い頭痛ですぐわかる
窓越しに黄昏れてく泪橋
街は傘と言う名の花が咲く

泣いてるわけじゃない
笑っちゃうほど未読が続くだけ
夕焼けが胸を赤く染めてゆく
想い出が滲んでく

グッドバイアゲイン 女って
人に言えない古傷抱えてる
哀しみの過去を拭う指先で
そっと紅を差すの

嗚呼 そして今日も雨
乾いた道に恵みの雨が降る
さよならと別れ告げた泪橋
街に傘と言う名の花が咲く

戯言

I counted the months stacked atop one another.
The terminal where happiness resides
I bear no longing for.

Although I bore someone's burdens without hesitation,
Even if I was called a fool,
I smiled and went home alone at night.

I want to be a flower that blooms without concern for 'likes'.
In your absence, I mutter nonsense in the room

Goodbye again. Everyone
Bears secret wounds untold to others.
With the fingertips that wipe away the pain of the past,
I'll open the next door.

Ah, but then came the sudden rain
My parched skin and heart soaked to the point of aching,
The bridge of tears I built for the love that drenched my cheeks,
In the city, flowers bloom known as umbrellas.

'I'm going home to feed my pet,' she'd say,
While she dined out or ordered in,
Calling broth 'brew'.

The season when rash youthful actions shine blindingly,
The nonsense of the generation whose pockets buzzed.

Goodbye again. Men
Repeat the same mistakes, every time.
I nod in vague agreement, but forget,
Our special anniversary.

Ah, probably just a passing shower.
Differences in atmospheric pressure always give me headaches,
Through the window, the bridge of tears fades in the twilight.
Flowers called umbrellas bloom in the city.

I'm not crying,
It's just ridiculous how many unread messages I have,
The sunset stains my chest red,
Memories start to seep out.

Goodbye again. Women
Bear secret wounds untold to others.
With the fingertips that wipe away the pain of the past,
They gently apply lipstick.

Ah, and today it's raining again
Blessed rain falls on the dry path.
The bridge of tears we crossed to bid each other farewell
The city bursts into bloom with flowers called umbrellas.