Paroles et traduction UNISON SQUARE GARDEN - 箱庭ロック・ショー

箱庭ロック・ショー

例えば君が真ん中な世界とかがあって
それを一個ずつ確かめて今日も四苦八苦で
降りそそぐ感情一つで回帰線が描けるのなら

流星になった子供達はそれもいいか、なんて
小さな箱庭だとかほら、見向きもしなくて
現実に負けないスケールで新世界が描けるのなら

五線譜と空のベンチで終わらないかくれんぼの言い訳
飛べない僕が歌ってる古いアルバムに気付いてよ、アルゼン
今はまだ囁いているくらいのパンジー

全てのストーリーを流線型にしたいくらい 溢れ出す風景を、ステージ、そこに見たいくらい

おそらく君が真ん中な世界とかがあって
それはきっと誰だって見れないから信じらんなくて
重ねられない今日と明日もこの手で描けるのなら

地上2、3メートルの中で遠くさえ読み込んで
小さな箱庭だってほら、無限を解き放って
現実に負けないスケールで新世界が描けるのなら

乾いた部屋と超新星の波間でかくれんぼの言い訳
飛べない僕が歌ってる古いアルバムに気付いてよ、アルゼン
未だクロールサイクルを続けてるパンジー

ふがいないモノクロームコントラスト
僕の絵の具じゃちょっと足りないからさ、向こうへ
片道連携のぞんざいな地図はきっと何通りもあって
その一つ一つが、ふわり
さぁ見てな、暮れの遠くに見える陽炎も
雪の歌を歌う動物達も
紡ぎだすメロディーラインはイコール? ノー それこそリアリティ
変わらない世界で、開いて行く。振動、止まないマイクロフォン

全てのストーリーを流線型にしたいくらい 溢れ出す風景を、ステージ、そこに見たいくらい

HAKONIWA ROCK SHOW

For instance, if there were a world where you were at the center
I would examine it one by one so today too
With just one emotion cascading onto me, I could draw the tropic of Capricorn

The children who became shooting stars, that's okay too, they say
A tiny habitat garden or the like, look, they don't even face it
If I could draw a new world at a scale that doesn't lose to reality

Hiding and seeking where we never end up on the musical staff or an empty bench
Notice me, Argen, in the old album I continue to sing though I can't fly
For now just a whisper of a pansy

I want to streamline all the stories. The overflowing landscapes, enough to make me want to see it there, on the stage

Presumably, there's a world where you're at the center
Since nobody can see it, it's impossible to believe
If today and tomorrow that can't be layered on each other, I could draw with these hands

Within the two or three meters above the ground, even the distance we sense
A tiny habitat garden, or the like, look, it releases infinity
If I could draw a new world at a scale that doesn't lose to reality

Hiding and seeking amidst the dry room and the waves of the supernova
Notice me, Argen, in the old album I continue to sing though I can't fly
A pansy still continuing in its crawl cycle

An unsatisfactory monochrome contrast
Since my paints aren't quite enough for it, towards the other side
There must be all sorts of careless maps for one-way connections
Each and every one of them, softly
Look now, the distant haze you can see at dusk
The animals singing a song of snow
The melody line they weave, is it equal? No, that's reality itself
In an unchanging world, it opens up. Vibrations, the microphone never ceasing

I want to streamline all the stories. The overflowing landscapes, enough to make me want to see it there, on the stage