鉄風センシティビティ || Iron Wind Sensitivity

鉄風センシティビティ
teppuu senshitibiti
Iron Wind Sensitivity

Vocals: 音街ウナ (Otomachi Una), 歌愛ユキ (Kaai Yuki)
Lyrics: 橋屋雀 (Hashiya Suzume)
Composed by: 橋屋雀 (Hashiya Suzume)
Release date: 5 July 2018

Requested by: BB
Watch the official video on YouTube!


日本語

ティアラみたいな 涙繋いで
出来損ないの 望み描いた
たぎたぎし道 散り紛う詩に
苦い夢さえ 絵的に冴えた

怠惰な性に 逃げ場が無くて
手の中に咲く 苦患の花よ
世迷い言と 解く教えさえ
選り好みせず ズタズタにして

鉄の風 是に刺され
冷血な 波間を突き
キスの雨 愛でちゃ駄目
メランコリア

あからさまな罠 縄が身体絡めば
ばらされちゃう咎 我他彼此がたひし 刺青の如し
頻りに刻んだ 堕落にも似た歌が
伽藍に共鳴 傷みとなった

立ち止まれない 意志が慟哭
暗がりの部屋 窶れた麗句

腐った果実 潰えた理想
憂さ晴らししか 考えられず
ずっと抱えた 爛れた気持ち
値遇反遇ちぐはぐな儘 斑に塗ったよ

羸弱に 似合わしく
曇り空 ラム酒の味
自己の瑕疵 知ればまた
撓むアリア

糾われ レイシスト
閉ざされた 退化イデア
剰え エスケイプ
プロパガンダ

打算的だから 乱暴な因果律
詰まらない日々が 概要 うらぶれた姿
たとえ輝きが 街路樹を照らしても
漏れ出た溜息 傷のテロメア

あからさまな罠 縄が身体絡めば
ばらされちゃう咎 我他彼此がたひし 刺青の如し
頻りに刻んだ 堕落に上がる炎
往生しなっせ センシティビティ

Romanisation

tiara mitai na namida tsunaide
dekisokonai no nozomi egaita
tagitagishi michi chirimagau shi ni
nigai yume sae eteki ni saeta

taida na saga ni nigeba ga nakute
te no naka ni saku kugen no hana yo
yomaigoto to toku oshie sae
erigonomi sezu zutazuta ni shite

tetsu no kaze ze ni sasare
reiketsu na namima o tsuki
kisu no ame medecha dame
merankoria

akarasama na wana nawa ga karada karameba
barasarechau toga gatahishi shisei no gotoshi
shikiri ni kizanda daraku ni mo nita uta ga
garan ni kyoumei itami to natta

tachidomarenai ishi ga doukoku
kuragari no heya yatsureta reiku

kusatta kajitsu tsuieta risou
usabarashi shika kangaerarezu
zutto kakaeta tadareta kimochi
chiguhagu na mama mura ni nutta yo

yoru      

ruijaku ni niawashiku
kumorizora ramushu no aji
jiko no kashi shireba mata
tawamu aria

azanaware reishisuto
tozasareta taika idea
amatsusae esukeipu
puropaganda

dasanteki dakara ranbou na ingaritsu
tsumaranai hibi ga gaiyou urabureta sugata
tatoe kagayaki ga gairoju o terashitemo
moredeta tameiki kizu no teromea

akarasama na wana nawa ga karada karameba
barasarechau toga gatahishi shisei no gotoshi
shikiri ni kizanda daraku ni agaru honoo
oujou shinasse senshitibiti

Translation

I link my tears together, which are like a tiara.
I imagined a failed wish.
In the poems scattered on the rough road
even painful dreams were clear like a picture.

With my lazy nature, there’s nowhere to run.
Flowers of hellish pain bloom in my hand.
I tear my complaints and even the teachings to resolve them
to shreds, without fussing over them.

The iron wind is pierced by justice
and thrusts through the cold-blooded gaps between the waves.
You mustn’t admire the rain of kisses.
Melancholia.

This is a blatant trap. When the rope tangles around one’s body
sins will be exposed, mine and others’, like a tattoo.
This song, like corruption that’s carved in over and over,
resounded through the temple and became pain.

I can’t stop. My will laments.
The haggard, elegant phrase is in a dark room.

Rotten fruit and collapsed ideals.
All I can consider are distractions.
I always harboured dissolute feelings.
I painted them unevenly while things were still mismatched.

Night.

Weakly, suitably.
The cloudy sky and the taste of rum.
When one knows their flaws
the warped aria plays again.

Be twisted, racist.
This is a sealed, degenerate idea.
Also, escape.
Propaganda.

Cause and effect is violent because it’s mercenary.
The dull days have a shabby outline.
Even if radiance illuminates the roadside trees
my sighs leaking out are wounded telomeres.

This is a blatant trap. When the rope tangles around one’s body
sins will be exposed, mine and others’, like a tattoo.
Carved in repeatedly, the blaze rises in depravity.
Pass on, sensitivity.

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