酔いと語りと嘘と真 || Drunkenness, Conversation, Lies and Truth

歌詞

手のひらに残るグラスの感触
ひび割れたような気怠さに交わる

夢と現　嘘と誠　訝しげな音
低い声と高い悲鳴　浴びながら
揺らぐ指に惑わされて　瞳輝かせ
無知な言葉ひねり出して　経た時を並べる

ひとつずつ確かめ　さぁ　いただこう
この身体へ

疲れ果てた腕で　頰を撫で上げ
聡明な思惑に　心を打たれる

向こう側に吸い寄せられ　さらけ出した影
すれ違う　隠しきれない欲と夢
反射すれば触れてしまう　胸の奥の奥
透けた闇を探りながら　密やかに笑み浮かべ

差し出す黄色の禁断の果実に酔い
語りに身を委ねて

夢と現　嘘と誠　訝しげな音
低い声と高い悲鳴　浴びながら
うねる蛇と黒い髮の不可思議な祈り
吹き散らかす人の声に　耳傾けた

描く道は　かけ離れて閉ざされ
同じ場所で　違う夢を見ていた

Romanisation

te no hira ni nokoru gurasu no kanshoku
hibiwareta you na kedarusa ni majiwaru

yume to utsutsu yume to makoto ibukashige na oto
hikui koe to takai himei abi nagara
yuragu yubi ni madowasarete hitomi kagayakase
muchi na kotoba hineri dashite heta toki o naraberu

hitotsu zutsu tashikame saa itadakou
kono karada e

tsukare hateta ude de hoho o nade age
soumei na omowaku ni kokoro o utareru

mukou-gawa ni sui yoserare sarakedashita kage
surechigau kakushi kirenai yoku to yume
hansha sureba furete shimau mune no oku no oku
suketa yami o saguri nagara hisoyaka ni emi ukabe

sashi dasu kiiro no kindan no kajitsu ni yoi
katari ni mi o yudane

yume to utsutsu yume to makoto ibukashige na oto
hikui koe to takai himei abi nagara
uneru hebi to kuroi kami no fukashigi na inori
fuki chirakasu hito no koe ni mimi katamuketa

egaku michi wa kake hanarete tozasare
onaji basho de chigau yume o mite ita

Translation

The feeling of glass remains in my palm.
It mingles with my cracked listlessness.

Dreams and reality; lies and truth; a suspicious sound.
While basking in low voices and high screams,
I am misled by swaying fingers, and my eyes are made to sparkle.
I devise ignorant words, itemising the time that has passed.

Confirming each, one by one, come on! Let’s indulge.
This body of mine—

With exhausted hands, I stroke at your cheek.
I’m impressed by wise intentions.

The shadow was laid bare drawn to the other side.
Greed and dreams that can’t be fully concealed pass by each other.
If I reflect them, I end up touching them deep inside my heart.
While groping around in the transparent darkness, I secretly smiled.

I am intoxicated by the forbidden amber fruit offered up.
I yield myself to conversation.

Dreams and reality; lies and truth; a suspicious sound.
While basking in low voices and high screams,
I see a twisting snake and hear the mysterious prayers of a black haired person.
I listened to the scattering voices of humans.

The road I sketch out grows remote and is sealed.
In the same place, I was dreaming differently.