Paroles et traduction lecca - Goddess in the Mountain

Goddess in the Mountain

隣をよく見て 足元をよく見て 前だけでなく後ろにも目をこらして
時には高い空を見上げて 一人で生きてるんじゃない
この世界は そこから開けて

山の神は明日の期待なき 人々の振る舞いに怒りだし
腐りゆく子供らの死骸抱き 悲しい破壊者の下になり
今では神は人の支配下に 息ひそめて味わう苦い味
力なきものだけが勇み足 正しい加害者の下になり

子に先立たれた親のなげき それもやがてひびくこだまだけに
命あるものの去った荒地 残されたものは世界の果てに
たれこめる雲に光かげり 飢えた若い狼のおたけび
生え出した草花の背の丈に もはや隠れることもできぬ焦り
できるなら手遅れとなる前に 守りたい全ての生きる野生
人以外の奪われてゆく家系 届かぬ言葉、理解されぬ罵声
死に絶えた街のむなしい夜景 守るという大義を身のたてに
くりかえすあやまち 糸はからまり 裸にされた山の神はどこに?

裸足で浮かぶ彼のことを 悲しい出来事ですませようと
はかりにのせて迷いを消してから かたち失うまで火に焼かせた

Goddess in the Mountain is dying
Some who are worried about that are crying
減りゆくを 枯れゆくを Ignoring people
What if they are just lying
Goddess in the Mountain is dying
Some who are worried about that are crying
消えゆくを 絶えゆくを Ignoring like it's just nothing

とどまるところ知らぬ世界破壊 止める道を選ぶのがでかい課題
救世主が心に描いた愛を 何故人以外に抱く気配がない?
根拠のない強気なDon't worry ただ叫ぶ 素っ頓狂に
果て無き楽観は千万笑止 見える惨状を幻想と称し

山の神は明日の期待なき 人々の振る舞いに怒りだし
腐りゆく子供らの死骸抱き 悲しい破壊者の下になり
今では神は人の支配下に 息ひそめて味わう苦い味
力なきものだけが勇み足 正しい加害者の下になり

Where is Goddess? We wanna rescue her
Where is Goddess? We wanna rescue her
とどかぬ地に隠れたまま 出てこないその人を
Where is Goddess? We gotta rescue her
Where is Goddess? We gotta rescue her
息絶える前に 手にひとにぎりの光を

病に倒れた彼女らを 優しい両手広げて抱き
中に毒の入った針を刺し 早い安楽与えて涙した

Goddess in the Mountain is dying
Some who are worried about that are crying
減りゆくを 枯れゆくを Ignoring people
What if they are just lying
Goddess in the Mountain is dying
Some who are worried about that are crying
消えゆくを 絶えゆくを Ignoring like it's just nothing

Goddess in the Mountain is dying
Some who are worried about that are crying
減りゆくを 枯れゆくを Ignoring people
What if they are just lying
Goddess in the Mountain is dying
Some who are worried about that are crying
消えゆくを 絶えゆくを Ignoring like it's just nothing

Goddess in the Mountain

Take a good look around you, and at your feet. Pay attention to what's in front of you, and behind you.
Occasionally, look up at the vast sky. You are not living alone.
The world will open up from there.

The mountain god was angered by the behavior of the people who had no hope for tomorrow.
He embraces the rotting corpses of children, becoming a sad destroyer.
Now, the god has become subservient to man, tasting the bitter fruit of his own actions.
Only the powerless rush forward, becoming victims of the perpetrator.

The wailing of parents who have lost their children, becoming mournful echoes.
The remains of those who had life now lie in a desolate wasteland, reminiscing about the world's end.
Light fades as the clouds gather, and the starving young wolves howl.
Heightening anxieties, becoming impossible to hide behind the growth of plants.
If possible, I want to protect all of nature's creatures before it's too late.
The lineage of non-humans is being eradicated, their words left unheard, their cries of anguish misunderstood.
The meaningless, vacant cityscape of the dead, defending a false sense of righteousness.
Repeating mistakes, the threads become tangled. Where has the naked mountain god gone?

His barefoot floating form, dismissed as a tragic incident.
Weighed down by hesitation, eventually consumed by flames until his form is lost.

Goddess in the Mountain is dying.
Some who are worried about that are crying.
Some are ignoring the decline and the withering.
What if they are just lying?
Goddess in the Mountain is dying.
Some who are worried about that are crying.
Some are ignoring the fading and the dying as if it were nothing.

The relentless destruction of the world knows no bounds. Choosing the path to stop it is a great challenge.
Why is it that the love envisioned by the savior in his heart is not extended to non-humans?
Unfounded, overly optimistic pleas of "Don't worry," shouted recklessly.
Endless optimism is ridiculous. The visible devastation is labeled an illusion.

The mountain god was angered by the behavior of the people who had no hope for tomorrow.
He embraces the rotting corpses of children, becoming a sad destroyer.
Now, the god has become subservient to man, tasting the bitter fruit of his own actions.
Only the powerless rush forward, becoming victims of the perpetrator.

Where is the Goddess? We want to rescue her.
Where is the Goddess? We want to rescue her.
The one who remains hidden in an unreachable place, never appearing.
Where is the Goddess? We must rescue her.
Where is the Goddess? We must rescue her.
Before her end, grant us a handful of light.

With open arms, she embraces those afflicted with illness.
She injects the hidden poison, providing a swift peace, shedding tears.

Goddess in the Mountain is dying.
Some who are worried about that are crying.
Some are ignoring the decline and the withering.
What if they are just lying?
Goddess in the Mountain is dying.
Some who are worried about that are crying.
Some are ignoring the fading and the dying as if it were nothing.

Goddess in the Mountain is dying.
Some who are worried about that are crying.
Some are ignoring the decline and the withering.
What if they are just lying?
Goddess in the Mountain is dying.
Some who are worried about that are crying.
Some are ignoring the fading and the dying as if it were nothing.