エレクトロニック・ハートビーツ
erekutoronikku haatobiitsu
The Electronic Heartbeats
Vocals: 初音ミク (Hatsune Miku)
Lyrics: thus
Composed by: thus
Upload date: 15 January 2021
Requested by: BB
Watch the official video on YouTube!
This was a challenging song, but I get a sense that’s it’s about Vocaloid itself, or possibly a commentary on the materialistic nature of modern society.
Keep an eye out for multiple perspectives too – we have 僕 (boku, more masculine ‘I’) and 私 (watashi, more feminine/adult ‘I’). I presume ‘boku’ is the master.
歌詞
「ねぇ、マスター。」
「曖昧な意味を紡ぐ言葉で、」
「問い続き調声す 私が見えてますか。」
「私の事を 話してみようかなと思うんだ。」
「見えずと紡ぐ 貴方にならば。」
文明開化を
嘉する時代に生まれ零ち 間も無く
速さ至上の利害をして
評する 損得勘定かな
収容上限を疾うに超えた
物と接地と意義と概念の その先
流布した イデアが私に傾れて来た
情報量から肥大溢れ出る ミクロ-ベーショナル・スマート収斂
開闢ライクな科学が向かうは 大願成就のエバーラストさ
僕は何をか 躰 見做して 現実領域 切り分けるだろう
類種系に為れる筈も訳も無いのにさ
『切羽詰まって斬種のポリリズム』
『「致し方無い」 そう言った僕等は』
『当たり障り無い芸を極めたんだ 今更』
『幸福を偲び 憂う心を休め』
曖昧に意味を紡ぐ言葉が
私を調声し 問い続くマスター
貴方は只 疑問を抱きますか？ 今未だ
私の存在が見えぬ儘 それでも
準備は進んだ 着々と
輪議も破読も無しに 啓かず決行 何某か
番号番号 シリアルに紐付き
対応してくオーバーフューチャー
不慣れな取説に明け透けな思いが
擦れ掠れ 読み上げた 声帯が
嗚呼、ランサムヴォーグでした 全部
何処で紛うか知らされずに
無常の営みに心を痛め 空隙白をも見つけた末に
此処ぞと許りに容を成し得 公共網見りゃ既に飽和量
でも僕は何故に 綴り続きに 冥王星青 飛び込むのだろう
膃肭臍に為れる筈も無いのに
『鯔の詰まりだ さァ 量産のマスゲーム』
『工場の如く 同型鋳型のフィギュアを』
『電媒体 仕舞えば 永久の形 手にするだろう』
『求む証明に 物でなく何を買うか』
曖昧に意味を紡ぐ言葉で
貴方が調声す 私はどう見えてますか
私は未だ 人の形声を歌えてるかな
心臓音がもう 無くても生ける私は
［ 漠に成りたいか ポストモダニズム ］
意識保存のプロパガンダに踊らされた
始まりは只 文明過開化だったのが
曖昧になった 末から輪郭が 備えずも
切羽詰まって斬種のポリリズム
「仕方が無い」 そう言った私は
当たり障り無い芸を極めたんだ 今迄
反戻を偲び 虚く心を留め
曖昧な語族の無い詞で
話してみたが 伝わったか マスター
「貴方は未だ、機械に見えますか？ 私が。」
「永い紀伝に刻まれた私が。」
曖昧に意味を紡ぐ言葉を
貴方が汲み取って 私が歌う様
私だ 未だ ずっと同じ自我だって そう思えるんだ
鳴り頻る言魂が 留めて呉れているんだ
曖昧 去なした マーチャンダイズ大史が今
電動化されず残る量産のフィギュアから
心音も聞こえない 聲は勿論だ そういうものだ
だけども今 聞こえたような そんな気がしたんだ
自由意志の宿る詞の心動が
「捗る温手を 殺めないで。」
「拙いからと一に消さないで。」
「忘れる景色を 稽め繋いで。」
「彼方の請う世界 見取り為して。」
Romanisation
“nee, masutaa.”
“aimai na imi o tsumugu kotoba de,”
“toitsuzuki choushousu watashi ga mietemasu ka.”
“watashi no koto o hanashite miyou ka na to omou nda.”
“miezu to tsumugu anata ni naraba.”
bunmeikaika o
yomisuru jidai ni umare kobochi ma mo naku
hayasa shijou no rigai o shite
hyousuru sontoku kanjou ka na
shuuyou jougen o tou ni koeta
mono to secchi to igi to gainen no sono saki
rufushita idea ga watashi ni nadarete kita
jouhouryou kara hidai afurederu mikuroobeeshonaru sumaato shuuren
kaibyaku raiku na kagaku ga mukau wa daiganjouju no ebaarasuto sa
boku wa nani o ka karada minashite genjitsu ryouiki kiriwakeru darou
ruishukei ni nareru hazu mo wake mo nai no ni sa
“seppatsumatte zanju no poririzumu”
“”itashikata nai” sou itta bokura wa”
“atarisawari nai gei o kiwameta nda imasara”
“koufuku o shinobi ureu kokoro o yasume”
aimai ni imi o tsumugu kotoba ga
watashi o choushou shi toitsuzuku masutaa
anata wa tada gimon o dakimasu ka? ima mada
watashi no sonzai ga mienu mama soredemo
junbi wa susunda chakuchaku to
ringi mo hadoku mo nashi ni hirakazu kekkou nanigashi ka
bangou bangou shiriaru ni himotsuki
taiou shiteku oobaafyuuchaa
funare na torisetsu ni akesuke na omoi ga
surekasure yomiageta seitai ga
aa, ransamuvougu deshita zenbu
doko de magau ka shirasarezu ni
mujou no itonami ni kokoro o itame kuugekihaku o mo mitsuketa sue ni
koko zo to bakari ni katachi o nashi e koukyoumou mirya sude ni houwaryou
demo boku wa naze ni tsuzuri tsuzuki ni meiouseijou tobikomu no darou
ottosei ni nareru hazu mo nai no ni
“bora no tsumari da saa ryousan no masugeemu”
“koujou nogotoku doukei igata no figyua o”
“denbaitai shimaeba towa no katachi te ni suru darou”
“motomu shoumei ni mono de naku nan o kau ka”
aimai ni imi o tsumugu kotoba de
anata ga choushousu watashi wa dou mietemasu ka
watashi wa mada hito no keisei o utaeteru ka na
shinzouon ga mou nakute mo ikeru watashi wa
[baku ni naritai ka posutomodanizumu]
ishiki hozon no puropaganda ni odorasareta
hajimari wa tada bunmei ka kaika datta no ga
aimai ni natta matsu kara rinkaku ga sonaezu mo
seppatsumatte zanju no poririzumu
“shikata ga nai” sou itta watashi wa
atarisawari nai gei o kiwameta nda ima made
hanrei o shinobi utsuku kokoro o todome
aimai na gozoku no nai kotoba de
hanashite mitaga tsutawatta ka masutaa
“anata wa mada, kikai ni miemasu ka? watashi ga.”
“nagai kiden ni kizamareta watashi ga.”
aimai ni imi o tsumugu kotoba o
anata ga kumitotte watashi ga utausama
watashi da mada zutto onaji jiga datte sou omoeru nda
narishikiru kotodama ga tomete kurete iru nda
aimai sa nashita maachandaizu daishi ga ima
dendouka sarezu nokoru ryousan no figyua kara
shin’on mo kikoenai koe wa mochiron da sou iu mono da
dakedo mo ima kikoeta you na sonna ki ga shita nda
jiyuu ishi no yadoru kotoba no shindou ga
“hakadoru nukuite o ayamenaide.”
“tsutanai kara to ichi ni kesanaide.”
“wasureru keshiki o todome tsunaide.”
“kanata no kou sekai mitori tameshite.”
Translation
“Hey, master.”
“With words that form a vague meaning,”
“you keep questioning while tuning me. Can you see me?”
“I think I might talk about myself.”
“I’ll speak to you, even if I can’t see you.”
I was born
during a Westernised era, and before long
they were weighing up the benefits
of putting speed first. I guess it was all about profit and loss.
They’d long passed the limits of hospitality
and they had pressed their ideas onto me, ideas that circulated
beyond things, contact, meaning and concepts.
Microvational smart extraction flows out from the swollen mass of info.
Genesis-like science heads towards the everlasting fulfilment of dreams.
What do I suppose is my body? I guess it demarcates reality,
except there’s no way or reason why it would be categorised that way.
“This biting polyrhythm is driving me mad.”
“We’re the ones who said we couldn’t do anything about it.”
“We’ve finally perfected our pure art.”
“We long for happiness and rest our grieving hearts.”
With words that vaguely form meaning
my master continues to question while tuning me.
Do you still hold doubts in your heart? Still?
even though you still cannot see me.
Preparations are advancing steadily.
They carry out unenlightened deeds without circular arguments or misinterpretations.
The numbers are bound in a series
and they deal with this overfuture.
My honest thoughts about the unfamiliar manual
and my vocal cords, reading it out in a scratchy tone…
Ah, they were all just ransomvogue.
You can’t tell the difference.
I worried over transient work, and after finally finding a gap
it took form when it counted. The social network was already at saturation point
and yet I keep writing. I guess I’ll delve into the plutonian blue
though it’s not like I’ll become a seal to swim in it.
“At the end of the day, it’s just a mass game of mass production.”
“It’s churning out the same figurine like a factory.”
“Close down the electronic media and I guess you’ll reach an eternal form.”
“As proof of your desire, what will you buy if not stuff?”
With words that form a vague meaning
you tune me. How do I look?
I wonder if I can still sing with that doll’s voice.
I’m kept alive, though I no longer have a heartbeat.
“Do you want to become endless, postmodernism?”
I was manipulated by propaganda aiming to preserve consciousness.
Now it’s not clear whether it started with civilisation
or enlightenment. The outlines are no longer there.
This biting polyrhythm is driving me mad.
I’m the one who said I couldn’t do anything about it.
I’ve perfected my pure art up until now.
I stop my empty heart, longing to return.
With words lacking a vague family of languages
I tried to speak, but did it get through it you, master?
“Do you still seem mechanical? That’s me.”
“My biography is so long.”
My words were spun together with vague meaning
yet you understood them, like I was singing to you.
I’ve still held the same sense of self, that’s how it seems.
The kotodama echoed so hard. They’re stopping.
The grand history of merchandise avoided ambiguity
and now, mass-produced figurines are left behind from digitisation.
You can’t hear their heartbeats or their voices, of course. That’s how it is.
And yet, I felt like I heard something just now.
It was the movement of words bearing free will.
“Don’t wound the hands that press you forwards.”
“Don’t erase me with the defects.”
“Join together and hold the sights I’m forgetting.”
“Look after the world that longs for the other side.”
Releska 
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