傷痕 || Scar

Album art.
Album art.

傷痕
kizuato
Scar

Vocals: senya
Lyrics: かませ虎 (Kamasetora)
Arranged by: Autobahn
Album: 夜桜に君を隠して (Hiding You in the Evening Cherry Trees) [Official site]
Circle: 幽閉サテライト (Yuuhei Satellite)
Event: C85
Original themes: Paradise ~ Deep Mountain [無何有の郷 ~ Deep Mountain]

Requested by: Hitomi Yushiko

Scars come in many different forms. This person’s scar seems to serve as a reminder of something, or someone, that they don’t want to forget…


歌詞

その傷痕はただ
美しく優しい思い出が 鋭く
刻まれているだけで

忘れること
そんな予定も無く
突然の裏切り
あながち 間違ってない

すすり泣きは 聞こえない程度に
誰かに泣いている 訴えかけるよう

無理やりの笑顔は 自分が嫌になる
無表情が好きで 病に堕ちていた

生まれ変わる喜びを
傷口からなぞる

純粋だったのさ 本音さえ捻じ曲げ
損をしながら、ただ 君を追うだけだった

今は違う 自分の幸福を
願い、隠しながら 生きがいを指差した

すすり泣きは なんてずるい手段
あの時が今なら 変えられていたかも。。。

無理やりの笑顔は 心配してくれる
擦れた考え方 でもとても楽しい

腕から 手のひら 指先 流れた 血液
傷痕 消せない 消えない

歪んだ夢を叶える
君を負かすことで

Romanisation

sono kizuato wa tada
utsukushiku yasashii omoide ga surudoku
kizamarete iru dake de

wasureru koto
sonna yotei mo naku
totsuzen no uragiri
anagachi machigattenai

susurinaki wa kikoenai teido ni
dareka ni naite iru uttae kakeru you

muriyari no egao wa jibun ga iya ni naru
muhyoujou ga suki de yamai ni ochite ita

umare kawaru yorokobi wo
kizuguchi kara nazoru

junsui datta no sa honne sae nejimage
son wo shi nagara, tada kimi wo ou dake datta

ima wa chigau jibun no koufuku wo
negai, kakushi nagara ikigai wo yubi sashita

susurinaki wa nante zurui shudan
ano toki ga ima nara kaerarete ita kamo

muriyari no egao wa shinpai shite kureru
sureta kangaekata demo totemo tanoshii

ude kara tenohira yubisaki nagareta ketsueki
kizuato kesenai kienai

yuganda yume wo kanaeru
kimi wo makasu koto de

Translation

That scar
Is beautiful and tender. It is keenly chipped away at
By my memories.

I forget,
Though I didn’t plan to.
An unexpected betrayal.
I wasn’t necessarily wrong…

My sobbing is so soft it cannot be heard.
I’m crying to someone, as if appealing to them.

I hate this forced smile of mine.
Preferring to remain expressionless, I fell into a sickness.

I trace my happiness, born again,
From the mouth of my wound.

I was pure. I twisted even my true feelings
And, while suffering losses, I just chased after you.

Now is different. While wishing for my happiness
And concealing, I pointed at my reason to live.

Sobbing is such a crafty means.
If that time was now, I wonder if things would have changed…

You worry about me when I force a smile.
It’s a sly way of thinking, but it’s fun.

Blood flowed from my arm, my palm, my fingers…
I can’t erase my scar. It won’t vanish.

I will grant my twisted dream
By defeating you.

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