Текст и перевод песни Utsu-P - The Setting Sun

The Setting Sun

引き裂きたくなる地上の戯れと
この世汚れを電車に詰めよう
終電に乗っかって 座席に寄っかって
人類の溢れた星の行く末
惰性で走る のらりくらりと
雷鳴り響く午前1時
妖しく灯りが明々と 佇む微笑の老紳士
「どちらへ行けども岐路はなく、ただただ線路を走ります」
産声上げし日より魍魎襲い掛かるは宿命
逃れ逃れて辿り着くワケもなく どこにある終着駅
燃え上がらないまま 燃え尽きてゆくのかな
走る走る電車の中で 窓に映る醜い姿
曇る曇る私の顔は 少しばかり面白いです
正体不明の希望に縋り
エゴ丸出しの欲望を立てる
疚しき事は何も無いけど
行方を眩ましたくなるのです
通りすぎてく電柱の影で
眠れる野良猫が羨ましい
妖しく灯りが明々と 佇む微笑の老紳士
「乗り換え不可能なこの電車、降り時を見逃さないように。」
錆び付き軋む車輌の中 朝が遠くて眠りたい
頭を掻き毟りながら 滲み出た感情を押し殺す
燃え上がらないまま 燃え尽きてゆくのだろう
堪え堪え世界の揺れに 私の未来ここに無いけど
恨み辛み書散らしても 慰みにもならないだろう
毎度の毎度 身の丈比べ 性根の仕様にして候
毎日毎日元気に病んで 貞操観念貪る子
迷子よ迷子 思想と言葉 教養の仕様にして候
最後の最後で本性病んで 自ら省み命を経つ
毎度の毎度 身の丈比べ 性根の仕様にして候
毎日毎日元気に病んで 貞操観念貪る子
迷子よ迷子 思想と言葉 教養の仕様にして候
最後の最後の最後の最後には
情けなくなっても 燃え上がらないのなら
走る走る電車の中で 見栄も夢もかなぐり捨てて
耐える耐える私の顔は 少しばかり面白いです

The Setting Sun

I want to tear apart the playfulness of the earth
And take the filth of this world and cram it into a train
I get on the last train, lean against the seat
The future of the planet is overflowing with people
Running on inertia, absent-mindedly
Thunder booms at 1 am
A mysterious light shines brightly, an old gentleman stands smiling
Wherever you go, there is no fork in the road, just the railroad tracks ahead
From the day you were born, demons have been after you, it's your fate
You flee and flee, but you can't reach the place you're going
Will you burn out without ever flaming up?
Running, running on the train, the ugly sight reflected in the window
My cloudy, cloudy face is somewhat entertaining
Clinging to a vague hope
I make a blatant display of my desires
There's nothing I feel guilty about
But I just want to disappear
In the shadows of the passing telephone poles
I envy the sleeping stray cats
A mysterious light shines brightly, an old gentleman stands smiling
This train can't transfer, don't miss your stop
I'm in the rusty, creaking train car, the morning is far away and I want to sleep
Pulling at my hair, suppressing the emotions that have seeped out
I'll probably burn out without ever flaming up
I endure, I endure the swaying of the world, my future isn't here
I could scatter my resentment and bitterness, but it wouldn't be any consolation
Always, always comparing myself to others, that's just how I am
Every day, every day, cheerfully sick, a child devouring the concept of chastity
Lost, lost, my thoughts and words, that's just how I am
In the end, in the end, my true nature makes me sick, I examine myself and take my own life
Always, always comparing myself to others, that's just how I am
Every day, every day, cheerfully sick, a child devouring the concept of chastity
Lost, lost, my thoughts and words, that's just how I am
In the very, very, very end
Even if I become pathetic, if I don't flame up
Running, running on the train, throwing away my pride and dreams
I endure, I endure, my face is somewhat entertaining