Ryuusei - MUCC перевод на английский

Ryuusei

小さな花宿す枕木 平行に並ぶ錆びた線路
素足で歩いてく草原 ふと見上げれば月の無い星空
流星降り注ぐパノラマ 何万光年の瞬き
紺碧の清空彩るスパンコールのギリシアの神話達
滲んだ爪先 空を見上げる君の手を
引きながら歩いてく汚れたままの掌で

忘れないよ 君が愛した景色の本当の色
だけど今は星屑さえも眩しすぎて

涙を噛み締め震える恋人よ
繋いだその手は 悲しいほど暖かく

忘れないで 君が夢見た未来の美しさを
流星の群れ 消えた星達 君の笑顔

君の空 塞いだ僕を責めてくれよ
見上げた空に 今何を思う?

涙を噛み締め震える恋人よ
繋いだその手は か細く 力無く
流れるあなたの涙が星になり
この空 埋めつくして今、流星に変われ
Woah-ho

清空 彩る星々 夜露に濡れた線路の下
朽ち果てた枕木に儚く命宿す白い四弁の花
繋いだ手が離れぬように
繋いだ指離さぬように

頭上に降り注ぐ流星 まるで五月雨か小夜時雨
潔癖の大地を裸足で歩くこの線路だけを手掛かりに
繋ぐ君の手は暖かく
汚れたままの掌で

流星降りしきるパノラマ 歩いてく滲んだつま先で
繋いだ手が離さぬように
繋いだ心千切れれぬように

Ryuusei

A枕木 with a small flower in bloom, rusty railroad tracks run in parallel
Walking barefoot through the meadow, I look up and see a starless night sky
A meteor shower panorama, the twinkling of light-years
An azure sky adorned with the spangles of the Greek gods
Your toes peeking out, I take your skyward-gazing hand in mine
And walk along with it in my soiled palm

I won't forget, the true color of the scenery you loved
But for now, even the stardust is too blinding

Oh, my love, who stifles your tears and trembles
The hand I hold is heartbreakingly warm

Don't forget, the beauty of the future you dreamed of
Meteor clusters, stars that have disappeared, your smile

You fill my sky, blame me for closing it off
As I look up at the sky, what are you thinking now?

Oh, my love, who stifles your tears and trembles
The hand I hold is frail and weak
May your flowing tears turn into stars
Fill this sky and now, transform into a meteor shower
Woah-ho

A clear sky adorned with stars, below railroad tracks glistening with dew
A white four-petaled flower blooms ephemerally on a decaying railway tie
May our joined hands never part
May our intertwined fingers never be loosened

A meteor shower pours down on me, like a May rain or a night drizzle
Walking barefoot on the purified earth, with only these railroad tracks as my guide
The hand I hold is warm
In my soiled palm

A meteor shower panorama, I walk with toes peeking out
May our joined hands never part
May our intertwined hearts never be torn apart