Title: 聡耳
Romaji: Souji
Translation: Percipient
Composition: Comp
Lyrics: Ranko
Vocals: Ranko
Album:
- Chess (track 6)
Sample:
Lyrics
好きなこと やりたいこと 食べたいもの
全部欲しいんだね 駄目だよ。
嫌なこと やるべきこと 嫌なもの
全部いらない 駄目だよ。
suki na koto yaritai koto tabetai mono
zenbu hoshii nda ne dame da yo.
iya na koto yarubeki koto iya na mono
zenbu iranai dame da yo.
泣いたり笑ったり怒ったりそういう気持ち捨てちゃおうよ
死んだふりをして生きていけたなら楽って ゴミみたいに
naitari warattari okottari souiu kimochi sutechaou yo
shindafuri wo shite ikite iketa nara raku tte gomi mitai ni
大切なものなんて何も無いよ
また自分探ししてばっか
君は傍に咲いてる花にすらも
気づかない侭で死んで行くのでしょう
taisetsu na mono nante nani mo nai yo
mata jibun sagashishite bakka
kimi wa soba ni saiteru hana ni sura mo
kidzukanai mama de shindeku no deshou
僕のこと好きだって？
嘘やめて本当のこと言ってよ
君なんか自分自身のことすら好きじゃないんでしょ？
愚鈍め
boku no koto suki datte?
uso yamete hontou no koto itte yo
kimi nanka jibunjishin no koto sura suki janai ndesho?
gudon me
踵の皮くらい厚い君の顔面を踏み抜きたい
可哀想な夢の続きは永遠にそう見ないように
kakato no kawa kurai atsui kimi no ganmen wo fuminukitai
kawaisou na yume no tsudzuki wa eien ni sou minai you ni
僕らは似ているから苛々する
本当の自分って何？
扉開いたり羽広げてみたり
そういうのいいよ 来世で会おう
bokura wa nite iru kara iraira suru
hontou no jibun tte nani?
tobira hiraitari hane hirogete mitari
souiu no ii yo raise de aou
大切なものなんて何も無いよ
また自分探ししてばっか
君は傍に咲いてる花にすらも
気づかない侭で死んで行くのでしょう
taisetsu na mono nante nani mo nai yo
mata jibun sagashishite bakka
kimi wa soba ni saiteru hana ni sura mo
kidzukanai mama de shindeku no deshou
Translation
What you like, what you want to do, things you want to eat
You want it all, don’t you? It’s no good.
What you hate, what you should do, things you hate
You don’t need it all. It’s no good.
Let’s throw away those feelings of crying, laughing, and anger
It’d be easier if we could just pretend to be dead, like garbage
There’s nothing important
You’re just searching for yourself again
I’m sure you’ll die without even noticing
The flowers blooming beside you
Do you like me?
Stop lying and tell me the truth
You don’t even like yourself, do you?
Stupid
I want to step through your face, which is as thick as the skin on my heels
Don’t let the rest of your pitiful dreams look that way forever
It’s frustrating because we’re so much alike
What is the real me?
Open the door, spread your wings
Don’t bother with that, see you in the next life
There’s nothing important
You’re just searching for yourself again
I’m sure you’ll die without even noticing
The flowers blooming beside you