Текст и перевод песни pinocchioP feat. Hatsune Miku - Aimaina

Aimaina

Heion wo tamotsu tame karui sanmon shibai de
Iranai keeki tabete "Oishii." tte
Hohoemu you na

Yasashii kimi no koe ga kowaku natte shimattara
Hieta ginga no beddo de hitori nemuru yo

Kirai na mono no hokorobi bakuro suru no wa tayasui
Suki na mono no ketten wa amai me de mite shinpashii

Moshi moshimo kirihari no
Moroi ishi jiko touei nara
Tachitsukushite iru kono basho mo
Uchuu no hate to natte kizuku

Aimai na aimai na aimai na ima
Hidoku aimai na aimai na ima

Shiisou ga katamuite totan ni kuro ni somattara
Egao ni afureta kako nado subete suteru no

Boku no tsumaranai koto wa kimi no omoshiroi koto
Boku no omoshiroi koto wa dare no omoshiroi koto?

Moshi moshimo onozomi ni
Ningyou ni nareru nara
"Seigi" to tabakaru puraido mo
Uwaki na chiri to natte iya da

Aimai na aimai na aimai na ima
Hidoku aimai na aimai na ima

Itsuka ma ga sashite jigoku no soko ni sawattara
Hito wo aisuru riyuu sae mo boyakeru no

Shiroiro karonjite wa koukotsu
Nibiiro manete tondeku gusha

Totemo massugu ni massugu ni massugu ni mono wo utagatte
Yagate massugu ni massugu ni hinekureru no

Genchou mo fukan no me mo ji unuboreta zoku na yume mo
Kuusou no ryukku ni tsumete tabi demo shimashou ka

Nee, aimai na

Kimi no koe ga bakemono ni sodattara
Hieta ginga no beddo de hitori nemuru yo

Oyasumi

Ambiguous

In order to maintain calmness, in a lighthearted farce
You eat the unwanted cake and say, "It's delicious."
Like a smile

If your gentle voice were to become frightening
I'd sleep alone in a bed in the cold galaxy

It's easy to expose the flaws of things you hate
Your blind adoration fills me with unease

If perhaps the fragile
Stone that governs itself
Then this place where I stand
Would become known as the end of the universe

Ambiguous, ambiguous, ambiguous now
Terribly ambiguous, ambiguous now

If my thoughts were to suddenly turn and become black
I'd discard all of my past filled with smiles

My boring things are your interesting things
Whose interesting things are my interesting things?

If perhaps upon my wish
I could become a doll
The pride that disguises itself as "justice"
Would vanish like worthless dust

Ambiguous, ambiguous, ambiguous now
Terribly ambiguous, ambiguous now

If I were to one day reach into the depths of hell
Even the reason for my feelings for others would become unclear

White turns pale and becomes bones
Dull imitations fly like arrows

I question things very directly and then
Eventually I become very cynical

Illusions, jealous eyes, and arrogant dreams of the masses
Let's pack them into my imaginary backpack and go on a journey

Hey, ambiguous

If your voice were to grow into a monster
I'd sleep alone in a bed in the cold galaxy

Goodnight