silenced majority

日本語

乾涸びていく流離う大地を
滴る汗では潤せない
押し寄せる熱　揺らぐ陽炎に
溶けた白銀の　涙が流れる

戦災う地の傷はまだ癒えずに
聳え立つ塔に悪はただ積もる

目を瞑ればと人は言うけど
世の習いだと人は言うけど
流れにただ盲従するのか
それはつまり人間の性なのか

終わりの見えない問いかけは
あぁ…　意味をもたらすの？

今も 人の悲鳴（せいげんのこえ）が
かき消されているのに
がらんどうの愛を唄わないで
お願いその目を　嗚呼
逸らさないでくれ

五感を塞ぎ　何も考えずに
何も感じずにいたって　このまま
遠い星のほんの僅かな鳴動さえ
弧光となって伝う

人間界（せかい） 無間になる
世を守るはずの者も
絵空事ばかり飛び交わせて
歪な既成に尚縋り付こうとする
正義だなんて ただの
体義の艮い言葉（セリフ）なんだろう
偽りの平和を謳わないで
虚ろな 未釆図（けしき）を 鳴呼
描かないでくれ

白と黒に分けない世界
真っ黒に塗りつぶせば

壷に眠ってる 希望（おそれもの）　目覚めよ
波際で咲いた一輪の花よ
まだ枯れないでいて
幾つもの願い重ねたとしても
魂の荒れ地で僕は一人立ってる
混沌の闇（ゆめ）に帰る日まで

Romanisation

hikarabite iku sasurau daichi o
shitataru ase de wa uruosenai
oshiyoseru netsu yuragu kagerou ni
toketa hakugin no namida ga nagareru

ikusa wazawau chi no kizu wa mada iezu ni
sobie tatsu tou ni aku wa tada tsumoru

me o tsubureba to hito wa iu kedo
yo no narai da to hito wa iu kedo
nagare ni tada moujuu suru no ka
sore wa tsumari hito no saga na no ka

owari no mienai toikake wa
aa… imi o motarasu no?

ima mo seigen no koe ga
kakikesarete iru no ni
garandou no ai o utawanaide
onegai sono me o aa
sorasanaide kure

gokan o fusagi nani mo kangaezu ni
nani mo kanjizu ni itatte kono mama
tooi hoshi no hon no wazuka na meidou sae
kokou to natte tsutau

ningenkaisekai muken ni naru
yo o mamoru hazu no mono mo
esoragoto bakari tobikawasete
ibitsu na kisei ni nao sugari tsukou to suru
seigi da nante tada no
serifu nan darou
itsuwari no heiwa o utawanaide
utsuro na mi  misaitokeshiki o aa
egakanaide kure

shiro to kuro ni wakenai sekai
makkuro ni nuritsubuseba

tsubo ni nemutteru kibou oremono mezameyo
namigiwa de saita ichirin no hana yo
mada karenaide ite
ikutsu mo no negai kasaneta to shitemo
tamashii no arechi de boku wa hitori tatteru
konton no yamiyume ni kaeru hi made

Translation

The parched land I roam
won’t be wet by my dripping sweat.
The heat closes in from the wavering heat haze.
Tears of melted silver flow.

The wounds of the war-torn earth have still not healed.
Evil still piles up at the imposing tower.

“When you just ignore it,” is what people say,
“This is the way of the world,” is what people say
but is that just blindly following the flow?
To put it another way, is it just human nature?

I can’t see an end to this questioning.
Ah, will it bring about meaning?

Even now, people’s screams (1)
are being drowned out
but don’t sing of hollow love.
Please, don’t give me that look. Ah…
Turn away.

I shut off my five senses and think of nothing
and come to feel nothing. In this state
even the faintest rumbling of a distant star
becomes an arc light and is transmitted.

The human world becomes a hell (2)
Even those supposed to protect it
spout nothing but fabrications
and still try to cling to the twisted way of things.
“This is justice.” Hah,
maybe they’re just words. (3)
Don’t celebrate false peace.
Ah, please don’t draw out
a hollow vision of the future.

White and black can’t be demarcated in this world.
If you paint it all pitch-black…

Awaken, object of fear resting in my eyes! (4)
O flower blooming beside the waves,
don’t wither yet!
Even if countless wishes overlap
I will stand alone in a wasteland of souls
until I return to the dream. (5)