死～shi～ || Death

歌詞

ずっとこうって言われても　ずっとこうの先の方
どっからだって見えない
終焉の儚さと永遠のループ始動
どっちかったって選べない

花は枯れて落ちてく

形あるものはいずれ壊れて
消えゆくからこそ美しい
記憶の中だけに生きることが
汚れることなく美しい
永遠こそが死

寄っかかった運命と取っ払ったカルマなら
どっちかなんて風まかせ

星は億千を越え

消えゆくものなど弱きものだと　怪し気な夜が囁いて
「負け犬　愚か者　弱虫か」と
頭の奥からこだまする
手の中の死

正しい答えはどちらなのでしょう？
正しいとはなんなのでしょう？
ただあの時のあなたの笑顔が
何より何より愛おしい

形あるものはいずれ壊れて
消えゆくからこそ美しい
記憶の中だけに生きることが
汚れることなく美しい
永遠こそが死

Romanisation

zutto kou tte iwarete mo zutto kou no saki no hou
dokkara datte mienai
shuuen no hakanasa to eien no ruupu shidou
docchi ka ttatte erabenai

hana wa karete ochiteku

katachi aru mono wa izure kowarete
kie yuku kara koso utsukushii
kioku no naka dake ni ikiru koto ga
kegareru koto naku utsukushii
towa koso ga shi

yokkakatta unmei to topparatta karuma nara
docchi ka nante kaze makase

hoshi wa okusen wo koe

kie yuku mono nado yowaki mono da to ayashige na yoru ga sasayaite
“makeinu orokamono yowamushi ka” to
atama no oku kara kodama suru
te no naka no shi

tadashii kotae wa dochira na no deshou?
tadashii to wa nan na no deshou?
tada ano toki no anata no egao ga
nani yori nani yori itooshii

katachi aru mono wa izure kowarete
kie yuku kara koso utsukushii
kioku no naka dake ni ikiru koto ga
kegareru koto naku utsukushii
towa koso ga shi

Translation

I’m told that it’s always like this, but after that point,
I can’t even see where I came from.
The transience of the end, or the activation of an eternal loop…
I can’t choose between them.

The flowers wither and begin to fall…

Things with form will break someday –
They are beautiful because they gradually disappear.
If I live only inside my memories,
Then I will be pure. I will be beautiful.
Eternity itself is… death.

If I had to choose between the fate I leaned on, or the karma I threw away –
I’d leave my choice to the wind.

The stars multiply. They are countless in number.

“Things that disappear are weak!” The mysterious night whispered in my ears,
“Are you a loser? A fool? A coward?”
Its voice echoes from inside my mind.
In my hands lies… death.

What could the correct answer be?
What does ‘correct’ mean, anyway?
Still, your smile, from that time,
Is dearer to me than anything else.

Things with form will break someday –
They are beautiful because they gradually disappear.
If I live only inside my memories,
Then I will be pure. I will be beautiful.
Eternity itself is… death.