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だれかの心臓になれたなら

「こんな世界」と嘆くだれかの
生きる理由になれるでしょうか
これは僕がいま君に贈る
最初で最期の愛の言葉だ

街も人も歪み出した
化け物だと気付いたんだ
欲動に巣食った愚かさも
全てがこの目に映る

シアトリカルに手の上で
誰も彼も踊らされる
生まれた意味だって知らぬまま
形骸化した夢は錆びついてしまった

愛をください きっと誰もがそう願った
愛をください そっと震えた手を取って
愛をください 心を抉る
醜いくらいに美しい愛を

「こんな世界」と嘆くだれかの
生きる理由になれるでしょうか
いつか終わると気付いた日から
死へと秒を読む心臓だ

ねぇ このまま雨に溺れて
藍に融けたって構わないから
どうかどうかまたあの日のように
傘を差し出し笑ってみせてよ

もしも夢が覚めなければ
姿を変えずにいられた？
解けた指から消える温度
血を廻らせるのはだれの思い出？

雨に濡れた廃線 煤けた病棟 並んだ送電塔
夕暮のバス停 止まったままの観覧車
机に咲く花 君の声も 何もかも
あぁ 最初から無かったみたい

死にたい僕は今日も息をして
生きたい君は明日を見失って
なのにどうして悲しいのだろう
いずれ死するのが人間だ

あぁ 永遠なんてないけど
思い通りの日々じゃないけど
脆く弱い糸に繋がれた
次の夜明けがまた訪れる

どんな世界も君がいるなら
生きていたいって思えたんだよ
僕の地獄で君はいつでも
絶えず鼓動する心臓だ

あぁ いつしか君がくれたように
僕も だれかの心臓になれたなら

Could I Be Someone's Heartbeat

If someone laments, "What a world this is,"
Could I become a reason for them to live?
These are the first and last
Words of love that I now give to you.

The city and its people have become distorted.
I've realized that they are monsters.
Their foolishness, their mindless urges
Are all reflected in my eyes.

They dance about, puppets on strings,
Each and every one of them.
They don't know the meaning of life
And their dreams have rusted away.

They begged for love; surely everyone has.
They begged for love; so take their trembling hand.
They begged for love; such an ugly
Yet beautiful kind of love to clamor for.

If someone laments, "What a world this is,"
Could I become a reason for them to live?
The day I realized that everything ends
Was the day my heart started to tick down.

Hey, let's drown in this rain.
I don't mind if we both fade away.
Please, I beg of you, just
Hold out your umbrella and smile like you did that day.

If only dreams would never end,
Could I have kept my form as it was?
The warmth fades from my fingers.
Whose memories keep my blood pumping?

A railway drenched in rain. A hospital filled with soot. A row of pylons.
A bus stop at dusk. A Ferris wheel that has stopped turning.
The flowers on the desk. Your voice. Everything—
Ah, it's as if they never existed at all.

I still breathe, though I long to die,
While you, who long to live, have lost sight of tomorrow.
Yet still, why does sadness linger?
To be human is to die.

Ah, there is no such thing as eternity.
Life is not always as you wish,
Yet we cling to this frail, fragile thread,
Waiting for the next dawn to break.

As long as you are here, in any world,
I will want to live on.
Even in my own personal hell,
You are the heart that beats unceasingly.

Ah, someday, like you gave to me,
I, too, want to be someone's heartbeat.