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Hallucination by Matsushita Yuuyaazamuku ni wa ososugite sasayaku ni wa orokasugite sono omoi o tsuki ni utsushi yoru o wataru hito wa minna zetsubou no kago no naka de kurasu kotori dareka ga kagi kowasanai to tobenaifurete sugu ni hagasu kuchibiru kore wa yume itsumo no yume nami no you ni dakiyoserarete unmei ga kuzureyuku oto o kiku nando mo mita yume demo kon'ya wa...shiro ka kuro ka kimeru yori motomeatte ushinau yori kanashikute mo ima no hou ga fukou ja nai rinne to iu mayakashi o shinjiru nara semete tsugi wa kizu ga itamu kisetsu no nai dokoka dekaramenagara mayou yubisaki sore wa tsumi? soretomo wana? koori datta mune no honoo ga tokedashite moedashite me o tojiru nando mo mita yume demo kon'ya wa...yume ja nai koto o modorenai koto o futari shitte shimatta osorete ita mono sore wa kitto machikogareta hikari ga tsukuru kagefurete sugu ni hagasu kuchibiru soshite mata sotto furete nami no you ni dakishimeatte unmei ga kuzureyuku oto o kiku karamenagara mayou yubisaki sore wa tsumi? soretomo wana? koori datta mune no honoo ga tokedashite moedashite me o tojiru nando mo mita yume demo kon'ya wa... English translation It's too late to delude, and too foolish to whisper, as we project our thoughts onto the moon and traverse the night. Everybody is a puny bird living inside a cage of despair; if no one breaks the lock, no one will be able fly.Your lips peel right off as soon as they are touched. This is another dream, a fantasy as always. Embraced and pulled closer like ocean waves, I listen to the sound of my disintegrating fate. It's a dream which I've seen many times, but as for tonight...Although sadder than judging if something is black or white, although sadder than losing someone you've sought after, this present moment is definitely not a misfortune. If you believe in the make-believe called "reincarnation", then in our next life, may we be reborn in a different land, where the wounds on our bodies would not throb. Are our intertwined and wandering fingers a sin, or rather, a trap? My chest used to icy, but now, its flames begin to melt and burn, as I close my eyes. It's a dream which I've seen many times, but as for tonight...In the end, the two of us found out that everything was not a dream, and that we could no longer turn back. What we were dreading must have been the shadow cast from the light we were longing for. Your lips peel right off as soon as they are touched. But still, we touch each other again, hug each other tightly like ocean waves, and listen to the sound of our disintegrating fate. Are our intertwined and wandering fingers a sin, or rather, a trap? My chest used to icy, but now, its flames begin to melt and burn, as I close my eyes. It's a dream which I've seen many times, but as for tonight... |