Paroles et traduction JeL - Kuso Electica

Kuso Electica

僕はいらない人間なんだと全部話してみせたら
君はどんな顔をするんだろう
まるで言葉や声や映像に 心殴られているようだ
ここは地下1階 男子トイレ

影も形もない人生をぐりぐりかき回していたなら
戻せないって後から知った
父親も母親も兄弟も所詮は他人なんだから
僕のことなんて放っといてくれよ

不自然な動きばっかりで 逃げるのが上手だったりで
目線を合わせないように言い聞かせる
そう こいつは実はハッタリで 本物はきっと寛大で
誰かが貼ったレッテルも剥がさず笑ってる

いま 西へ 抗う夜明け
君は花にでもなりにけり
真の価値も知らないくせに
ただ空想 僕のために

先に立たないはずの後悔をシミュレーションしてばっかりで
可哀想な人 演じている
誰も言えないほどの大層な夢を吐き散らして歩く
帰り道なんて忘れちまったよ

人混みが苦手だったりで自分の話ばっかりで
君を笑わせた感覚も見失ってる
大事なものを奪ったりで 連絡はいつもばったりで
誰にも種をあかせずにまたひとり泣いてる

いざ知らずだけの強さで
流れ星にでもなりにけり
真の愛も知らないくせに
ただ歌う 君のために

真夜中に繋いだ恋は
要らぬ優しさの押し売りだ
嗚呼、愛を 愛を下さい
ただ叫ぶ 誰のために？

いま 西へ 抗う夜明け
君は花にでもなりにけり
真の勝ちも知らないくせに
ただ空想 僕のために

Kuso Electica

If I tell you everything that makes me feel like an unwanted person
What kind of face will you make?
It sounds like words, sounds, and images, beating at my heart
This is the basement, the men's restroom

The meaningless life I was stirring up around and around
I realized later that I couldn't go back
Even a father, a mother, a brother, or a sibling. They are all strangers
Just leave me alone

Only making unnatural movements, I was good at running away
I tell myself not to make eye contact
So this guy is actually a bluff, the real one is probably generous
And he laughs at the labels that someone has put on him.

Now, against the night that resists, towards the west
You have become a flower or something
Without even knowing your true worth
Just a fantasy, for me

Only simulating the regret that I won't face
Playing a pitiful role
Walking around and spewing a very grandiose dream that even no one can tell
I have forgotten the way back

I am bad with crowds and only talk about myself
I have even lost the sense of making you laugh
Taking away the important things, and always meeting you by chance
Without revealing anything to anyone, I am crying alone again

With a strength that only comes from ignorance
You have become a shooting star or something?
Without even knowing true love
Just singing, for you

The love we connected in the middle of the night
Is an unnecessary imposition of kindness
Oh, love, love, please
I can only shout, for whom?

Now, against the night that resists, towards the west
You have become a flower or something
Without even knowing the true victory
Just a fantasy, for me