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Sprechchor

今日も世界のあちらこちらで
述語と主語がやりあってんだ
文脈さえも通り越しちゃえば
きっと平和の世界征服さ
僕らの当たり前の毎日が
それだけで罪と言われんなら
いいよ半端なアメとムチなんか
1000年分まとめて 裁判を
たまたま空いた穴に僕たちは 天文学的方程式で
産み堕とされたそれだけなんだ本当に ただそれだけなんだ
今日も世界のあちらこちらで
呪文のように飛び交ってんだ
産まれてきただけで奇跡と
分かったから一つだけ いいかい
V.I.P限定商品の割に
このギリギリの日々は何?
どうせ奇跡で産み落とすなら
ちゃんと最後まで起こしてよ
平和と退屈の差なんてさ 起き抜け見た空の方角で
待ちに待った核弾頭が僕らの頭通りこしてった
いよいよ三次世界戦争だ
冷たい声の合唱に 希望の度を越えた歓声に
もみくしゃになったまま 走らせた今日を
右向け右の号令に 正気を失った万歳に
しわくちゃになったまま 明日を迎えにいくよ
何千年前だか確かに
この世界ではじめて「ウソツキ」と
言ったあなたに 言っておきたいんだ
すべては君がはじめたんだよと
あれから幾年月経ったって
君の声は今も木霊してる
思わず口をついた四文字が
この世界を今も覆っている
この瞬間も止めどなく ほら 白と黒とがやりあってんだ
その火の粉で上がった炎で 泣く泣く僕ら暖をとったんだ
語り継がれた物語は
いつも終わり方は決まっていた
「そして彼らは いついつまでも
幸せに暮らしましたとさ」
ちょっと待ってよ 知りたいのは
その続きだよ 守りたいのは
やっと手にしたハッピーエンディングを
枯らさずに咲かせとくカプセルを
大ドンデン逆転勝利も 全世界的ハイライトも
出尽くし あとはデットエンドの この時代に産まれた運命を
二行にまとめられたストーリーを
踏みにじられた正解も 容易く裏切られた情熱も
しわくちゃになってなお この手の中に
積み上げられた過ちに 黙して語られずの回答に
散り散りになってなお しがみつくけど
いよいよすべて はじめましてです
自分の家でみんな迷子です
そう 幸せの数え方から もう一度
無実と張り上げた声でも
実はどっかに心当たりも
さぁ いざ甘んじて受けましょう
『主文: 懲役、僕の生涯』を
命を賭し 命の刑期を
冷たい声の合唱に 希望の度を越えた歓声に
もみくしゃになったまま 吐き出した今日を
とっくに枯れ果てた涙線を 揺らし続ける君の存在も
ごちゃ混ぜになったまま 瞬く世界

Sprechchor

Even today, all around the world,
Predicates and subjects are at odds.
If we could just bypass context,
We'd surely conquer the world in peace.
If our ordinary days
Are considered a sin in themselves,
Then forget half-hearted rewards and punishments,
Let's have a trial for a thousand years.
We were just born, by astronomical equations,
Into a hole that happened to be empty, that's all, truly, just that.
Even today, all around the world,
Words fly like magic spells.
Since we understand that just being born is a miracle,
Let me tell you just one thing, alright?
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What's with these barely-getting-by days?
If you're going to give birth through a miracle,
At least wake us up properly until the very end.
The difference between peace and boredom, you see, is just the direction of the sky you see when you wake up,
The long-awaited warhead passed over our heads.
Finally, World War III.
To the chorus of cold voices, to the cheers that exceed hope,
I ran through today, crumpled and worn.
To the command of "Right face, right!", to the insane cheers of "Banzai!",
I'll go to meet tomorrow, wrinkled and worn.
Thousands of years ago, for sure,
To the one who first said "liar" in this world,
I want to say,
It was all your fault.
Even after all these years,
Your voice still echoes.
Those four words that slipped out,
Still cover this world.
Even now, without stopping, look, black and white are fighting.
We reluctantly warmed ourselves with the flames from those sparks.
The stories passed down
Always had a set ending.
"And they lived happily ever after,"
That's what they said.
Wait a minute, what I want to know
Is what happens next. What I want to protect
Is the happy ending we finally got,
The capsule that keeps it blooming without withering.
The big comeback victories, the worldwide highlights,
They're all used up. We were born into this dead-end era,
A story summarized in two lines.
The trampled-on answers, the easily betrayed passion,
Even wrinkled and worn, I hold them in these hands.
To the piled-up mistakes, to the unspoken answers,
Even scattered and torn, I still cling to them.
Finally, everything is a first-time meeting.
We're all lost in our own homes.
So, let's start again from how to count happiness.
Even with a voice that claims innocence,
There's actually a guilty conscience somewhere.
Come on, let's humbly accept it.
'Sentence: Imprisonment for my lifetime.'
I stake my life, my life sentence.
To the chorus of cold voices, to the cheers that exceed hope,
I spit out today, crumpled and worn.
My tears, long dried up, still tremble because of you,
In this jumbled world, we blink.