Title: 吐き出す垢
Romaji: Hakidasu Aka
Translation: Vomiting dirt
Arrangement: Comp
Lyrics: Ranko
Vocals: Ranko
Original theme:
- Meiji Juunananen no Shanghai Alice – Hourai Ningyou ~ Dolls in Pseudo Paradise; track 4
Albums:
- Kochuuten (track 5)
- BUTABEST 5 Hone made Torokeru Oishisa (track 18)
Sample:
Ranko: It was just before they reached the paradise.
This is the song of a sad background character living in a magical city (matou), beside the exotic richness and bustle of the Shanghai Concession.
Lyrics
陽炎がゆらゆらり 憂う空に漂う
路地裏の鼠にも芥子の種を食わせ逃がした
kagerou ga yura yurari ureu sora ni tadayou
rojiura no nezumi ni mo keshi no tane wo kuwase nigashita
ぼやけた視界の隅に笑う道化の群れ
負け犬なんてだらしない
boyaketa shikai no sumi ni warau douke no mure
makeinu nante darashinai
踊るライトに照らされない道を
死ぬまで生きていくだけ
表と裏 紙一重 人の世は
「アリ」も「ナシ」もひとつのもの
odoru raito ni terasarenai michi wo
shinu made ikite yuku dake
omote to ura kamihitoe hito no yo wa
“ari” mo “nashi” mo hitotsu no mono
あの娘には瑕がある 煙に巻いた憐れみ
外語では聞こえない くれてやれる痛みも無くて
ano ko ni wa kizu ga aru kemu ni maita awaremi
gaigo de wa kikoenai kurete yareru itami mo nakute
くらんだ意識の隅に映る君の姿
神様なんていやしない
kuranda ishiki no sumi ni utsuru kimi no sugata
kamisama nante iyashinai
喚き吐き出す垢を巻き散らして
泥水代わりにすする
手招きすれど魔法は届かない
抜け出せない饐えた魔窟
wameki hakidasu aka wo makichirashite
doromizu kawari ni susuru
temaneki suredo mahou wa todokanai
nukedasenai sueta makutsu
だけど 踊るライトに照らされない道を
死ぬまで生きていくだけ
表と裏 紙一重 人の世は
「アリ」も「ナシ」もひとつのもの
笑って泣いて死んでやる
dakedo odoru raito ni terasarenai michi wo
shinu made ikite yuku dake
omote to ura kamihitoe hito no yo wa
“ari” mo “nashi” mo hitotsu no mono
waratte naite shinde yaru
Translation
Translated by Anonymous Karakasa
The heat haze shimmers, wafting into the dull sky.
Even rats were fed opium poppy seeds in some back alley and set free.
A mob of clowns smiled in a corner of my blurry field of vision.
A loser, huh? How sloppy.
We’re dancing on a road where no light shines.
We’re simply living until we die.
Obverse and reverse, the difference is paper-thin. In the human world,
“To be” and “Not to be” are one and the same.
That girl has some sort of damage. My pity is clouded in smoke.
It’s not known to other languages and it’s no pain you can give away.
Your figure is projected in a corner of my dizzy consciousness.
God, huh? No way he exists.
I wail, vomiting dirt and scattering it everywhere.
I slurp muddy water as a substitute for it.
They’re beckoning me in, but their magic won’t reach me.
I cannot slip out of this foul demon’s lair.
However, we’re dancing on a road where no light shines.
We’re simply living until we die.
Obverse and reverse, the difference is paper-thin. In the human world,
“To be” and “Not to be” are one and the same.
We laugh, we cry, we perish.