Текст и перевод песни Neru - テロル

テロル

言葉になんてならない手紙をひたすら書いてさ
明日の自分に送りつけてやろうと思ったが
そんな住所なんてない どこにいるかもわからない
なら僕は この気持ちをどうすりゃいい
なりたくない自分になれた気分はどうですか
遥か彼方 天国で神様が指を指し笑う
黙れこの役立たず 早く何処か行ってくれ
さめざめと 惨めさだけが募ってく
藪睨（やぶにら）みで愛にそっぽ向いて
六畳に立て篭もるテロリズム
いつだって歌ってきた いや、叫んでたんだよ
それが間違いというなら 言葉より重い弾で
射抜いてよ
やられたらやり返せ 君の番だ
捨てた夢の全てを拉致（らち）しろ
心の居場所を賭（と）したレジスタンス
笑われたその分だけ 笑い返せ
言わば人生のクーデター
勝ちも負けない 延長戦
僕らの反撃前夜
歌にすれば何か変わると本気で思ってた
恥ずかしげも 後ろめたさもなく ただ思ってた
征服だの何だの 抜かした奴はどいつだ
そんな事言う 大馬鹿者はいないよな
心一つない群集の声に 怯え立て篭もるテロリズム
そうやって拒んできた いや、逃げてきたんだよ
これが最後のチャンスなら こんな最悪な舞台
ごめんだろう
やられたらやり返せ 君の番だ
罵倒や野次の類（たぐい）は無視しろ
心の傷から漏れた メーデー
笑われたその分だけ 笑い返せ
一部屋で起きた インティファーダ
兵士も指揮もいない 防衛戦
僕らの革命前夜
ボロボロになってでも奪い返せ
君の心は君だけの物
命は輝いてこそ命だ
転んでも 倒れても 躓（つまず）いても
進もうとした証拠だから
それを笑うなんて最低だ
それでも地球って奴は回るんだろう
そうだろ そうだろ 答えておくれよ

Terrorism

I kept writing a letter that couldn't be put into words
And thought I'd send it to my future self
But there's no such address, and I don't know where they are
So what should I do with these feelings?
How does it feel to become someone you don't want to be?
Far, far away, God points and laughs from heaven
Shut up, you useless thing, go away
Only misery grows, seething inside
With scornful looks, I turn my back on love
Terrorism holed up in a six-mat room
I've always sung, or rather, screamed
If that's wrong, then with words heavier than bullets
Shoot me
If you're hit, hit back, it's your turn
Kidnap all the dreams you've abandoned
A resistance that stakes its heart and home
Laugh back as much as you've been laughed at
A coup d'état of life, so to speak
No winners or losers, an endless game
Our night before the counterattack
I really thought that if I put it into a song, something would change
Without shame or guilt, I just thought it
Who was the idiot who talked about conquest and such?
No one would say such a stupid thing, right?
Terrorism holed up in fear of the voices of a heartless crowd
That's how I've been refusing, or rather, running away
If this is my last chance, such a terrible stage
Forgive me
If you're hit, hit back, it's your turn
Ignore the insults and heckling
An SOS leaking from the wounds of my heart
Laugh back as much as you've been laughed at
An intifada that started in one room
A defensive battle with no soldiers or指揮
Our night before the revolution
Take it back, even if you're battered and bruised
Your heart belongs to you and only you
Life only shines when it's radiant
Even if you fall, collapse, or stumble
It's proof that you tried to move forward
It's the worst to laugh at that
But still, the earth will keep turning, right?
That's right, right? Answer me