Paroles et traduction The GazettE - Without a Trace

Without a Trace

脆弱な意識は剥がれ ゆっくりと足音を立てずに
灰になり粉々に散る それだけそれだけ Without a trace
後に知る感情は 無力より卑怯
混在意識の底を這う 潜在意識に問いかける
「目の前の明日が見えない。」
立ち尽くす季節に息を埋めて 救いを待った君は無へ
もう聞こえはしない枯れた詩は 宛ても無く泣いている
「喪失」に流す涙は 耐えてた苦しみにも流れる？
誰もが見殺すかのよう 目蓋を閉じる
螺旋に絡まる身体が ゆっくりゆっくり捩れる
千の棘を喉にあて問う 俺に何が救える？
「目の前で明日が死んでる。」
立ち尽くす季節に息を埋めて 救いを待った君は無へ
もう聞こえはしない枯れた詩は 宛ても無く泣いている
降りしきる翳みが晴れぬように... 生きた証が消えぬように...
この詩が君へと届くのなら 偽善だと思うだろう
立ち尽くす季節に息を埋めて 救いを待った君は無へ
もう 聞こえぬようにかけた声は戻せない 罪と知る

Without a Trace

The fragile consciousness peels off, slowly and silently
It becomes ashes and scatters into dust That's all, that's all Without a trace
The emotions you'll know later are more cowardly than powerlessness
Crawling in the depths of mixed consciousness, I question my subconscious
“I can't see the tomorrow in front of me.”
In the stagnant season where you buried your breath and waited for salvation, you've become nothing
The withered poem that can no longer be heard cries out aimlessly
Do the tears you shed for “loss” also flow for the pain you endured?
Everyone closes their eyelids as if to ignore you
My body, entangled in a spiral, slowly and gradually twists
I hold a thousand thorns to my throat and ask, what can I save?
“The tomorrow in front of me is dying.”
In the stagnant season where you buried your breath and waited for salvation, you've become nothing
The withered poem that can no longer be heard cries out aimlessly
As the shadows that are pouring down refuse to clear... May the proof of your existence never fade...
If this poem reaches you, you'll probably think it's hypocritical
In the stagnant season where you buried your breath and waited for salvation, you've become nothing
The words I whispered so that you couldn't hear them anymore cannot be taken back. I know it's a sin.