*** Translation by Forgetful subs *** Burnt Fish (or Burning Fish) Borrowing unnecessary excess words, I died there was a dazzling feeling, no need to medidate with words there was a dazzling feeling, no need to medidate with words My breathless voice instantly burned out “I’m surely the same too” or so I thought, but this insensitive parody is nothing but a pain at some point the things I was once able to wordlessly communicate, had disappeared unnoticed & I had not the youthful self confidence to become a pyromaniac in revenge or something unwillingly I kept up the pretense of a good person, thinking ‘I want to be a fool’ if I become ash, if I become shell, I thought I’d become free Unmoving, I appear just the same as dead if I was alive, if I was alive, would I want to die? the same as always, it repeats again & again Brooding behind a shield named weakness A feeling of entrapment, watched by an invisible gaze Not having enough courage & wanting to die on my own I somehow manage to fight tearing away (my) sickeningly scrupulously sensitive heart like as always, like corruption, I long for even a indiscriminate love the people who say “I’m scared to be alone” then put on a show of loneliness thinking “I want to kill them”, “I’ll kill you” I thought, that’s all even though that’s all there is to it, even though that’s all there is to it, someone misunderstands emptying out someone’s insides in a suffocating fish tank even though that’s all there is to it, even though that’s all there is to it, I’m unable to do even that not in the past, yesterday, or even tomorrow "I’m surely the same too” or so I thought, but their insensitive parody is nothing but a pain the things I was once able to wordlessly communicate, had disappeared before I noticed it & I had not the youthful self confidence to become a pyromaniac in revenge or something unwillingly I kept up the pretense of a good person, thinking ‘I want to be a fool’ in the midst of people, in the midst of people, don’t stop the painful things the shallowness of these now pitch-black words are killing someone even though that’s all there is to it, even though that’s all there is to it, someone misunderstands once more, don’t look at me if I become ash, if I become a shell, I’ll slowly die I wonder if I won’t be able to ignite the fire one more time
*** Translation by Forgetful subs ***
Burnt Fish (or Burning Fish)
Borrowing unnecessary
excess words, I died
there was a dazzling feeling,
no need to medidate with words
there was a dazzling feeling,
no need to medidate with words
My breathless voice instantly burned out
“I’m surely the same too” or so I thought,
but this insensitive parody is nothing but a pain
at some point the things I was once able to wordlessly communicate,
had disappeared unnoticed
& I had not the youthful self confidence to become a pyromaniac
in revenge or something
unwillingly I kept up the pretense of a good person,
thinking ‘I want to be a fool’
if I become ash, if I become shell, I thought I’d become free
Unmoving,
I appear just the same as dead
if I was alive, if I was alive, would I want to die?
the same as always,
it repeats again & again
Brooding behind a shield
named weakness
A feeling of entrapment,
watched by an invisible gaze
Not having enough courage
& wanting to die
on my own I somehow manage to fight
tearing away (my) sickeningly
scrupulously sensitive heart
like as always, like corruption,
I long for even a indiscriminate love
the people who say
“I’m scared to be alone” then put on a show of loneliness
thinking “I want to kill them”, “I’ll kill you” I thought, that’s all
even though that’s all there is to it,
even though that’s all there is to it, someone misunderstands
emptying out someone’s insides in a suffocating fish tank
even though that’s all there is to it,
even though that’s all there is to it, I’m unable to do even that
not in the past, yesterday, or even tomorrow
"I’m surely the same too” or so I thought,
but their insensitive parody is nothing but a pain
the things I was once able to wordlessly communicate,
had disappeared before I noticed it
& I had not the youthful self confidence to become
a pyromaniac in revenge or something
unwillingly I kept up the pretense of a good person,
thinking ‘I want to be a fool’
in the midst of people, in the midst of people,
don’t stop the painful things
the shallowness of these now pitch-black words
are killing someone
even though that’s all there is to it,
even though that’s all there is to it, someone misunderstands
once more, don’t look at me
if I become ash, if I become a shell, I’ll slowly die
I wonder if I won’t
be able to ignite the fire one more time
不協和音の神。音の重なりだけでこんなに不安になれるってやっぱり音楽はすごいね…
有名になってくにつれていつかそうなる気はしてたけどさ、本家が消えてたの気づいた時まじしんどかった
いい!!もっと、もっともっと、好評受けてもいい!
すてきすぎる！のびるべきだよ…
定期的に聞きに来てしまう
やけるさかな･･･覚えときます
本家消えたのか、、
絵がイラスト屋みたい