幸福侵害予報 || Happiness Violation Forecast

歌詞

掌に伝わる熱が私を引き戻す
後戻りできなくなると警鐘を鳴らして

いつかはこの手から全て零れ落ちてしまうから
最初から遠ざけた方が辛くないでしよう？

増えてゆく傷跡にそっと同情を這わせて
視線にはまだ気付かない私を演じてた

例えば君の幸せが私の不幸せでも
構わないなんて言い切れる気がしないよ
君の瞳の幼さも 君の不器用な指も
鮮明に網膜の裏 刻まれてて

きっと私は罰を受ける
これがその痛みならば
二度と夜は明けないでしよう
闇に抱かれたままで

最初からこの手のものは誰かのだと決まってて
それでも大事に抱えることしか もう
君の唇の熱さも 君の軟らかな咽喉も
何度忘れたとしてまた思い出すよ

ずっと孤独に望むだろう
幻想の続くことを
想いだけは見抜かないで
そのまま目を閉じていて…

Romanisation

tenohira ni tsutawaru netsu ga watashi wo hikimodosu
ato modori dekinaku naru to keishou wo narashite

itsuka wa kono te kara subete kobore ochite shimau kara
saisho kara toozaketa hou ga tsuraku nai deshou?

fuete yuku kizu ato ni sotto doujou wo hawasete
shisen ni wa mada kidzukanai watashi wo enjiteta

tatoeba kimi no shiawase ga watashi no fushiawase demo
kamawanai nante iikireru ki ga shinai yo
kimi no hitomi no osakanasa mo kimi no bukiyou na yubi mo
senmei ni moumaku no ura kizamaretete

kitto watashi wa batsu wo ukeru
kore ga sono itami naraba
nido to yoru wa akenai deshou
yami ni idakareta mama de

saisho kara kono te no mono wa dareka no da to kimattete
sore demo daiji ni kakaeru koto shika mou
kimi no kuchibiru no atsusa mo kimi no yawaraka na nodo mo
nando wasureta toshite mata omoidasu yo

zutto kodoku ni nozomu darou
gensou no tsudzuku koto wo
omoi dake wa minukanaide
sono mama me wo tojiteite…

Translation

The heat transmitted through your palms restores me.
If going back becomes impossible, ring the alarm bells.

Because everything will wind up spilling from my hands someday,
Isn’t it less harsh to keep my distance from the outset?

I let sympathy softly creep along my multiplying scars.
I hadn’t noticed it yet – I was playing the part of ‘myself.’

Even if, say, your happiness was my unhappiness,
I don’t feel as if I could declare that it doesn’t bother me.
The childishness of your eyes, and the clumsiness of your fingers…
They, too, are vividly engraved behind my retinas.

Surely, I receive my punishment.
If my punishment is that pain,
Then I suppose dawn will not come again…
I am embraced by darkness.

From the start, it was decided that the object in my hands belonged to someone else.
Even so, I could do nothing but hold it carefully.
The heat of your lips, and the tenderness of your throat…
No matter how many times I’ve forgotten them, I’ll remember them again!

I suppose I wished for it alone, all along –
The continuation of this fantasy.
Unable to see through those thoughts alone,
I close my eyes…