Nothing. - Bish перевод на английский

Nothing.

もうなんにも失いたくはないけれど
なにができるかな
無い物ねだりでも
ゼロではないはずだから
この先の空へ

書き出したノートにぽつりと
言葉たち報われないのは
ただの理想主義？
全部僕のせい？
未だ手に負えない question

幻想の中ひとり
あがいてたってこっそり
いつも叫び続けてるのに
何もかもがつまらない夜
でもあの日の夢見てる

もうなんにも見えなくなるほどに僕ら
いつもがむしゃらで
Final dance 放たれて
始まる景色の先を
見ていたいだけ

悔しいな泣きじゃくった日々を超えて
見えた光だけ
今は信じていたいな
孤独が運命なんて言葉虚しいな
そう思わない？
そう

頼りない物語だけど
僕が今もっている全て
ただの夢見がち？
本に書いてある？
未だ見つからない answer

妄想の中僕は
あのステージの上で
いつも歌い続けてるのに
人に殺して欲しいような夜
あの日の夢見てる
All night long
夢想家で行こう
遅くないよ

飛べない鳥と立てない僕が
悪口ばっか しょうがない しょうもない
はいあきらめない

もうなんにも失いたくはないけれど
なにができるかな
あのときの景色が
今でも僕の身体を
離れないから

超えていく
かっこ悪い僕の心いつか認めてさ
無い物ねだりでも
孤独が運命なんて言葉虚しいな
そう思わない？
そう

Nothing.

I don't want to lose anything anymore, but
what can I do?
Even if it's just longing for what I don't have,
it's not like it's nothing, is it?
Towards the sky ahead

I wrote it down in a notebook, and the words are
unrewarded. Is it just idealism?
Is it all my fault?
I still can't handle this question.
It's still beyond my control.

Alone in a fantasy,
struggling, but secretly
always screaming.
It's a meaningless night.
But I'm still dreaming of that day.

We're so lost that I can't see anything anymore,
always so passionate,
released in a final dance,
I just want to see beyond the beginning of the scenery.
That's all I want.

It's frustrating to overcome the days I cried,
only to see the light.
I want to believe in it now.
The words "loneliness is fate" are so empty.
Don't you think so?
You do.

It's an unreliable story, but
it's everything I have now.
Am I just a daydreamer?
Is it written in a book?
I still haven't found the answer.

In my delusions, I am
on that stage,
always singing, but
it's a night where I want someone to kill me.
I'm dreaming of that day.
All night long.
Let's go as a daydreamer.
It's not too late.

A bird that can't fly and a me that can't stand,
just complaining and being pathetic.
Yes, I won't give up.

I don't want to lose anything anymore, but
what can I do?
That scenery from back then
still doesn't leave my body,
so it stays with me.

I'll overcome it.
I hope you'll accept my uncool heart someday.
Even if it's just longing for what I don't have,
the words "loneliness is fate" are so empty.
Don't you think so?
You do.