Paroles et traduction Boku no Lyric no Boyomi - 予告編

予告編

昔からこの世界が
誰かが脚本を書いてる映画
みたいに思ってた
決められた線路をごろごろ進んでく
与えられた役柄をこなすだけの毎日
生きるために生きる なんて退屈で意味が無い
だからぼくらキリがない 答え求め知りたがる
その先に何も無いと 実は気付きながら
もう言葉の紡ぎ方も分からないよ
何を歌えば 何を歌えばいい？
「それすらも言葉にすればいい」皮肉的メタ構造
意味不明な言葉に救われるの？
いずれ来たる救いに手を伸ばす 皮肉的メタ構造
何も変わらない同じ明日を
降り続く雨が塗り潰して
いっそ狂えたら楽になれるよ
またこうして僕は勘違う
嗚呼 巫山戯た言葉じゃ
掻き消せない思いが
胸の中虚ろに響き渡る一人の夜
例えば 望みがなんでも叶うなら
一生満たされたままでいられるのかな
必要なのは何 power？ color？
器には何を入れればいい？
訊いてばっかじゃ嫌われちゃうなあ
少しは自分で考えてみるよ
あの時の傷も役に立ちそうだ
回らない地球に幕降ろそうか
只管募る後悔 やあどうも
今回もまた駄目でした
これは何周目なんだろう
繰り返しに頭をやられました
For what？ これを失いました
ひとまず今回これでおしまい
次回作にご期待下さい！
何も変わらない同じ明日を
降り続く雨が塗り潰して
いっそ狂えたら楽になれるよ
またこうして僕は勘違う
何も変わらない同じ明日を
降り続く雨が塗り潰して
いっそ狂えたら楽になれるよ
またこうして僕は勘違う
嗚呼 巫山戯た言葉じゃ
掻き消せない思いが
胸の中虚ろに響き渡りまだ消えぬまま

予告編

Since long ago, I have thought that this world
is like a movie someone wrote the script for
I would roll forward on predetermined tracks
fulfilling the role I was given every day
Living just to live is so boring and meaningless
That's why we have no end, we seek out answers
While realizing that there is nothing beyond it
I don't even know how to weave words anymore
What should I sing, what should I sing about?
“Put even that into words” Such an ironic meta structure
Will inexplicable words save us?
I reach out for salvation that will eventually come
Such an ironic meta structure
The same unchanging tomorrow
is painted over by the pouring rain
If only I could go mad, it would all be easier
Once again, I've made a mistake
Ah, with vague words
unquenchable feelings
resound emptily in my chest on a lonely night
For example, if all desires could come true
Could I stay satisfied forever?
What do I need? Power? Color?
What should I put in this vessel?
If I keep asking questions, I'll become hated
I'll try to think for myself for a while
The scars from that time might come in handy
Should we lower the curtain on this unmoving Earth?
I can only increase my regrets, hello there
This time too, it was no good
I wonder how many times this has happened
My head is filled with repetitions
For what? I have lost this
This is the end for now
Please look forward to the next work!
The same unchanging tomorrow
is painted over by the pouring rain
If only I could go mad, it would all be easier
Once again, I've made a mistake
The same unchanging tomorrow
is painted over by the pouring rain
If only I could go mad, it would all be easier
Once again, I've made a mistake
Ah, with vague words
unquenchable feelings
resound emptily in my chest and still linger