フィクション・ジェラシズム || Fiction Jealousism

日本語

ねぇ透明なまま　何もかもうがき消える
うそぶく程に　ノイズまみれもがいた
そう毒ねぶってほら　その笑みも
ぐちゃぐちゃこぼれたジュースのように
眩しすぎるの　吐き捨てて

今いた場所すら　分からずに朽ちた

仮初のLie　何を見せるのか
息が詰まるほど
理想と違うパノラマ　見せかけの偽善

ストップ手探りのまま　飽きるほど
もやもや空振り空虚なだけ
歩き出せずに　揺らめいて

生きてく意味すら　お似合いのままで

ハリボテのLie　どこへ向かうのか
ありふれた嘘が
踏み消された亡骸　どこへ捨てるの？

踏み入れたら　何が見えるのか？
意味あるとしても
理想を描くパノラマ　捨てないと自演

棘にもなれずに　羨むばかりだ
求める景色が　色褪せて消えた

振り向けば
愛憎は腹の中　息が詰まるほど
理想と違うパノラマ　見せかけの偽善
ハリボテのLie　どこへ向かうのか
ありふれた嘘が
踏み消された亡骸　どこへ捨てるの？

理想を描くパノラマ　捨てないと知る

Romanisation

nee toumei na mama nani mo kamo ugaki kieru
usobuku hodo ni noizu mamire mogaita
sou doku nebutte hora sono emi mo
gucha gucha koboreta juusu no you ni
mabushi sugiru no hakisutete

ima ita basho sura wakarazu ni kuchita

karisome no Lie nani o miseru no ka
iki ga tsumaru hodo
risou to chigau panorama misekake no gizen

sutoppu tesaguri no mama akiru hodo
moya moya karaburi kuukyo na dake
aruki dasezu ni yurameite

ikiteku imi sura oniai no mama de

haribote no Lie doko e mukau no ka
arifureta uso ga
fumi kesareta nakigara doko e suteru no?

fumiiretara nani ga mieru no ka?
imi aru to shitemo
risou o egaku panorama sutenai to jien

toge ni mo narezu ni urayamu bakari da
motomeru keshiki ga iro asete kieta

furimukeba
aizou wa hara no naka iki ga tsumaru hodo
risou to chigau panorama misekake no gizen
haribote no Lie doko e mukau no ka
arifureta uso ga
fumi kesareta nakigara doko e suteru no?

risou o egaku panorama sutenai to shiru

Translation

Look—everything is transparent and fading away.
It’s as if it was howling, writhing while covered in static.
I lick poison, and your smile
is too radiant. I threw it all up
like pulpy juice that had spilled over.

I rotted away, not even knowing where I was.

A fleeting lie. What will you show me?
I couldn’t breathe—
it was a panoramic view different to my ideals. It was mock hypocrisy.

Stop. I was fumbling around but was fed up.
I kept clutching at air uncertainly.
I shook, unable to start walking.

Even my reason to keep living still suits me.

It’s a paper-mache lie. Where is it heading?
Where is that common lie
going to dump the corpse it stamped out?

Once you’ve entered, what can you see?
Assuming there’s some meaning to it,
I direct myself to not cast aside the panorama depicting my ideals.

Unable to show my thorns, I did nothing but envy.
The vista I pursued faded and vanished.

I looked back
and my likes and dislikes were deep inside, stifling me.
The panorama different to my ideals is false hypocrisy.
It’s a paper-mache lie. Where is it heading?
Where is that common lie
going to dump the corpse it stamped out?

I know I can’t throw away this panoramic view of my ideals.