真昼に見た夢 - RIP SLYME traduction en anglais

真昼に見た夢

真昼に見た夢 ぼやけた
真昼に見た夢 そのなかへ
真夏 暑さで意識もおぼろげ DAY DREAMの中で美女達とおのろけ
一人だけの楽しみだなんてね おとぼけ
ひとときの安らぎをオレにお届け
揺れるビルの景色それで悪魔とかけひき 勝たなきゃだなんて
思いもしなかったから 負けビリッケツも一等も関係無い世界に
引きずり込まれたけれどジャマもされない
この今いる場面からの逃避
逃げ続けられないって 分かってるはずでも
病気のように 働きバチよりマシ 思いよせるこの新しい街
上を見りゃちょっぴり欠けた月が浮かぶ つなぐ所どこだろうとうまく
作り出す願望 色の世界の中へくりだす 色をつける奥へと今
ひまさえあれば思うこの先いったいどうかわるんだからそう
陽があろうと無かろうと雲があろうと無かろうと眠らず夢をみる
まだ終わるには早すぎる もう少し後それまではここで
真昼に見た夢 ぼやけた
真昼に見た夢 そのなかへ
かげろうの中にもう一人いた 自分に尋ねるどうすればいいか
夢なのか見えたのは君がそこにいるのはなぜなのかとかをさ
すると煙になって風に巻かれて消えた 答えなんか無いさって顔で
逃げる場所はどこにも無いこの広いはずの空はせまく迫り重たい
ここは何もかもすべて可能な限りでも
耐えきれないほどの数の降り出した雨は
いつごろやむの ツバをはく 答えは無く 悩む もう ふてくされとこう
ここでしばらくなんとなく出てきそうな陽を待つ
はため気にもせず 昨日の危機も得るもんだらけだしね
書いて 万全な数の弾 撃つ 頭の奥忘れ去ろう いらない記憶は遠く
まるで何かに操られてるかのように 通り過ぎてく季節想い
暑すぎる日々はどこに流れる まだ知らない空気を迎えてるって
風が騒ぎ出した頃 僕はまだ歩きだしたところで 右も左も行き止まり
道標すらもないようなゲーム
今さらやめられたらと思うけど歯車は回ったままで
あるか分からない二つの世界 僕はそのはざまにいる
まだ終わるには早すぎる もう少し後それまではここで
真昼に見た夢 ぼやけた
真昼に見た夢 そのなかへ

A Dream I Saw at High Noon

The dream I saw at high noon was hazy,
The dream I saw at high noon led me inside.
The midsummer heat made my mind hazy, in my DAY DREAM I flirted with beauties,
My own little secret pleasure,
Granting me a moment of peace,
Dodging the swaying skyscrapers, making a deal with the devil, I had to win.
I never would have thought, dead last or first place doesn't matter in a world like this.
I was drawn in, but I wasn't hindered.
An escape from my current situation.
I know I can't keep running away,
Like an illness, better than a worker bee, I yearn for this new city.
Looking up, I saw a slightly waning moon, where is the connection that will lead us?
Creating desires, stepping into a world of color, deepening the colors now.
Whenever I have time to think about what lies ahead, yes, it will change.
With or without the sun, with or without the clouds, I dream without sleeping.
It's too early to end, a little while longer, until then, I'll be here.
The dream I saw at high noon was hazy,
The dream I saw at high noon led me inside.
In the haze there was another, I asked myself what to do,
Was it a dream, what I saw you there for, and such,
Then you turned to smoke and disappeared in the wind, with a look that said there were no answers.
There is nowhere to run, this broad sky, narrow and heavy, presses down.
Here everything, in every way, is possible, but
The rain that starts to fall, unbearable in its quantity,
When will it stop? I spit, there are no answers, I'm troubled, whatever, I'll sulk.
For now I'll vaguely wait for the sun to come out.
I don't care, yesterday's crisis is just something else I've gained.
I write, a perfect number of bullets, shoot, forget the depths of my mind, far away, the memories I don't need.
As if controlled by something, the seasons pass by like thoughts.
Where do the days that are too hot flow to? Greeting an air I don't yet know.
When the wind starts to blow, I'm still just starting to walk, right or left, dead ends,
A game with no signposts.
I think I could stop now, but the gears keep turning.
Two worlds that may or may not exist, I'm in between.
It's too early to end, a little while longer, until then, I'll be here.
The dream I saw at high noon was hazy,
The dream I saw at high noon led me inside.