Текст и перевод песни The GazettE - Hyena

Hyena

「ふらつく足 癖だらけの声」
「顔は立派しかし中身はねぇ」
「おだてられ過ぎて麻痺してんだろ」
「So handsome guy」

Ugly acting and song 踊りが下手なHandsome
Your copulation is dirtier than money
Unprincipled strategist 乱用 middle aged spread
ブラウン管の隅で天狗気分さ

Please disappear because it is an eyesore

You were born from the mouth? 節穴に売る媚びしか無い
Your copulation is dirtier than money
Unprincipled strategist 乱用 middle aged spread
半狂乱な餓鬼はびしょ濡れさ

Please disappear because it is an eyesore
It fails together if going straight

Curtain of wine red 識別出来ぬ
流されるまま 踊る夢
左右に倣う 歪 Masquerade

飾れば靡く愛に 溺れる今の君に
群がるのは一瞬の共鳴
温室崩れのPrince 後頭部にシャンデリア
廃れたその日 共鳴はHyena

You were born from the mouth? 節穴に売る媚びしか無い
Your copulation is dirtier than money
Unprincipled strategist 乱用 middle aged spread
半狂乱な餓鬼はびしょ濡れさ

Please disappear because it is an eyesore
It fails together if going straight

君の顔に咲いた声は
理想重ね飼い殺すよ
安易な「永久」は使い回しの夢

何色の涙で 何色の言葉で
塗り潰せばその顔でいられる？
見え過ぎた痕跡 与え過ぎた嘘に
自惚れたまま朽ちてくよ ほら

飾れば靡く愛に 溺れる今の君に
群がるのは一瞬の共鳴
温室崩れのPrince 後頭部にシャンデリア
廃れたその日 共鳴はHyena

「ふらつく足 癖だらけの声」
「顔は立派しかし中身はねぇ」
「おだてられ過ぎて麻痺してんだろ」
「ホスト崩れの温室野郎」
「先も見れねぇ策略家の」
「ケツの下で光る夢には」
「星屑一つ瞬きはしねぇ」
「それじゃ6は報われねぇだろ？」

Hyena

“Your legs are shaky, your voice is full of bad habits.”
“Your face is fine, but you have no substance.”
“You’ve been flattered so much that you’re numb, aren’t you?”
“So handsome guy.”

Ugly acting and song, a clumsy Handsome dancing.
Your copulation is dirtier than money.
Unprincipled strategist, overused, middle aged spread.
You’re feeling smug in the corner of the television screen.

Please disappear because you are an eyesore.

Were you born from the mouth? All you have to offer is flattery for a cheap bargain.
Your copulation is dirtier than money.
Unprincipled strategist, overused, middle aged spread.
You’re a half-crazed little demon, soaking wet.

Please disappear because you are an eyesore.
Going straight will only lead to failure.

Curtain of wine red, indistinguishable.
You dance in a dream, going with the flow.
You follow the crowd, distorted, masquerade.

You’re drowning in the love that you flaunt and parade, the one that’s captivating you right now.
The crowd that’s swarming you is just a momentary resonance.
A greenhouse-fallen Prince, a chandelier on the back of your head.
On the day you fall, that resonance will become a hyena.

Were you born from the mouth? All you have to offer is flattery for a cheap bargain.
Your copulation is dirtier than money.
Unprincipled strategist, overused, middle aged spread.
You’re a half-crazed little demon, soaking wet.

Please disappear because you are an eyesore.
Going straight will only lead to failure.

The voice that bloomed on your face.
It’s killing your ideal, nurturing it to death.
“Forever” is just a rehashed dream, so simple and easy.

What color of tears, what color of words.
Will erase your face and leave you as you are?
The traces are too visible, the lies too extravagant.
You’ll rot away, still full of yourself. Look, there you go.

You’re drowning in the love that you flaunt and parade, the one that’s captivating you right now.
The crowd that’s swarming you is just a momentary resonance.
A greenhouse-fallen Prince, a chandelier on the back of your head.
On the day you fall, that resonance will become a hyena.

“Your legs are shaky, your voice is full of bad habits.”
“Your face is fine, but you have no substance.”
“You’ve been flattered so much that you’re numb, aren’t you?”
“A greenhouse-fallen host, you’re so sheltered.”
“You’re a strategist who can’t even see ahead.”
“The dreams that shine beneath your rear end.”
“Not a single star dust will flicker.”
“You’ll never get anything for that.”