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革命の夜に

In der Revolutions Nacht...

革命の夜に 運命の夜に
誰を信じ 何を選ぶのか...
革命の夜に 運命の夜に
誰が選び 何を嗤うのか...
此の夜に 立ち止まる路は 後退と同じ

革命の夜に 運命の夜に
誰を嗤い 何を嘆くのか...
革命の夜に 運命の夜に
誰が嘆き 何を壊すのか...
此の夜に 立ち止まる路は 後退と同じ
でも染まり続ける手は 後悔と似てる

吹き荒れる風に舞い落ちる
花弁は 月夜の胡蝶 儚く揺らめいて
見送る背中で舞い上がる
双翼に 消えない焔 託した

選択の刻は唐突に 冷酷に鐘が鳴る
遠くで響いた銃声が 今耳元で囁く
過去を騙る者は要らない 語るべきは未来
引き金に指を掛けながら 誓いの《旋律》を
夜明けを待つ 革命の夜にーー

正義とは何か... 正しいのは誰か
答え無き問いは 虚空を舞い
儘 無情に鐘が鳴る

いつの世にも 唯歴史は 勝者と共にある
敗者を薙ぎ 声を屠る 絶えず空劫な風が吹く
本当の敵は何か 本当の王は何処なのか
此の世界に果たして 救いはあるのだろうか
嗚呼... 楽園は何処にある

運命の賽は唐突に 残酷な風が吹く
昨日咲いていた笑い声 今日は冷たい土の中
過去に縋る者は要らない 掴むべきは未来
紅蓮の意思を燈しながら 誓いの《旋律》を
夜明け穿つ 革命の後でーー

紅く燃える 暁の中
紅く揺れる 黄昏を夢...

On the Night of Revolution

On the revolutionary night... On the fateful night

On the revolutionary night, on the fateful night,
Who will you believe? What will you choose?
On the revolutionary night, on the fateful night,
Who will choose? What will you laugh at?
On this night, the path where you stand still is the same as retreating.

On the revolutionary night, on the fateful night,
Who will you laugh at? What will you lament?
On the revolutionary night, on the fateful night,
Who will weep? What will you break?
On this night, the path where you stand still is the same as retreating.
But the hands that continue to stain are similar to regret.

In the raging wind, they fall
The flower petals, butterflies of the moonlit night, swaying ephemerally
As they dance on the back of your departing figure,
Your wings take flight, bearing the inextinguishable flame.

The moment of choice comes abruptly, and the bell tolls relentlessly.
The sound of gunshots that echoed in the distance now whispers in your ear.
We have no need for those who deceive us with the past; it is the future we must speak of.
As you place your finger on the trigger, swear the 《melody》 of an oath.
Waiting for the dawn, on the night of revolution.

What is justice? Who is right?
This question, unanswered, dances through the void.
Still, the bell tolls, without mercy.

Through all of time, only history has accompanied the victor.
Slaughtering the defeated, silencing their voices, an empty wind blows incessantly.
Who is the true enemy? Where is the true king?
Is there really salvation in this world?
Oh... Where is paradise?

Suddenly, the dice of fate are cast, and a cruel wind blows.
The laughter that bloomed yesterday now lies cold in the earth.
We have no need for those who cling to the past; it is the future we must seize.
As you light the will of the crimson lotus, swear the 《melody》 of an oath.
Piercing through the dawn, after the revolution.

We burn crimson, amidst the dawn,
Our dreams of crimson twilight...