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引き裂きたくなる地上の戯れと
この世汚れを電車に詰めよう

hikisakitaku naru chijou no tawamure to
kono yo kegare o densha ni tsumeyou

I want to tear things up. I’ll cram the games of the surface
and this world’s filth into a train.

終電に乗っかって　座席に寄っかって
人類の溢れた星の行く末
惰性で走る　のらりくらりと
雷鳴り響く午前1時

shuuden ni nokkatte zaseki ni yokkatte
jinrui no afureta hoshi no yukusue
dasei de hashiru norari kurari to
kaminari nari hibiku gozen ichiji

I get on the last train and take my seat.
This is the future of the planet overflowing with humans.
The train runs through inertia, lazily.
The thunder resounds at 1am.

妖しく灯りが明々と　佇む微笑の老紳士
「どちらへ行けども岐路はなく、ただただ線路を走ります」

ayashiku akari ga meimei to tatazumu bishou no roushinshi
“dochira e ikedomo kiro wa naku, tada tada senro o hashirimasu”

 The lamp is bewitchingly bright. An old gentleman stands and smiles.
“There’s no forks in the road. The train just runs down the railway track.”

産声上げし日より魍魎襲い掛かるは宿命
逃れ逃れて辿り着くワケもなく　どこにある終着駅

ubugoe ageshi hi yori mouryou osoi kakaru wa shukumei
nogare nogarete tadori tsuku wake mo naku doko ni aru shuuchakueki

It’s fate for all kinds of spirits to attack from when you raise your first cry.
There’s no way we’ll escape and arrive. The terminal station exists somewhere.

燃え上がらないまま　燃え尽きてゆくのかな
走る走る電車の中で　窓に映る醜い姿
曇る曇る私の顔は　少しばかり面白いです

moeagaranai mama moetsukite yuku no kana
hashiru hashiru densha no naka de mado ni utsuru minikui sugata
kumoru kumoru watashi no kao wa sukoshi bakari omoshiroi desu

Maybe it will burn out without flaring up.
In the train that keeps running, an ugly figure is reflected in the window.
My face, growing cloudier and cloudier, is just a little comical.

正体不明の希望に縋り
エゴ丸出しの欲望を立てる

shoutai fumei no kibou ni sugari
ego marudashi no yokubou o tateru

I cling to an unidentifiable hope
and I raise the desires of my exposed ego.

疚しき事は何も無いけど
行方を眩ましたくなるのです
通りすぎてく電柱の影で
眠れる野良猫が羨ましい

yamashiki koto wa nani mo nai kedo
yukue o kuramashitaku naru no desu
toorisugiteku denchuu no kage de
nemureru noraneko ga urayamashii

There’s nothing for me to be guilty about
But I want to bewilder my destination.
I’m jealous of the stray cats
sleeping in the shadows of the power poles I walk past.

妖しく灯りが明々と　佇む微笑の老紳士
「乗り換え不可能なこの電車、降り時を見逃さないように。」

ayashiku akari ga meimei to tatazumu bishou no roushinshi
“norikae fukanou na kono densha, ori toki o minogasanai you ni.”

The lamp is bewitchingly bright. An old gentleman stands and smiles.
“It’s impossible to transfer from this train. Make sure you don’t miss your stop.”

錆び付き軋む車輌の中　朝が遠くて眠りたい
頭を掻き毟りながら　滲み出た感情を押し殺す

sabi tsuki kishimu sharyou no naka asa ga tookute nemuritai
atama o kakimushiri nagara njimi deta kanjou o oshi korosu

In the rusty, creaky train, dawn is distant, and I want to sleep.
While tearing at my head, I crush the feelings that seep out.

燃え上がらないまま　燃え尽きてゆくのだろう
堪え堪え世界の揺れに　私の未来ここに無いけど
恨み辛み書散らしても　慰みにもならないだろう

moeagaranai mama moetsukite yuku no darou
korae korae sekai no yure ni watashi no mirai koko ni nai kedo
urami tsurami kakichirashitemo nagusami ni mo naranai darou

Maybe it will burn out without flaring up.
I endure this world’s tremors, though my future does not lie here.
I scribble in pent-up rage but that doesn’t pass the time.

毎度の毎度　身の丈比べ　性根の仕様にして候
毎日毎日元気に病んで　貞操観念貪る子
迷子よ迷子　思想と言葉　教養の仕様にして候
最後の最後で本性病んで 自ら省み命を経つ
毎度の毎度　身の丈比べ　性根の仕様にして候
毎日毎日元気に病んで　貞操観念貪る子
迷子よ迷子　思想と言葉　教養の仕様にして候
最後の最後の最後の最後には

maido no maido mi no take kurabe shoune no shiyou ni shite soro
mainichi mainichi genki ni yande teisou kan’nen musaboru ko
maigo yo maigo shisou to kotoba kyouyou no shiyou ni shite soro
saigo no saigo de honshou yande mizukara kaerimi inochi o tatsu
maido no maido mi no take kurabe shoune no shiyou ni shite soro
mainichi mainichi genki ni yande teisou kan’nen musaboru ko
maigo yo maigo shisou to kotoba kyouyou no shiyou ni shite soro
saigo no saigo no saigo no saigo ni wa

Each and every time, I compare heights and assume a persona.
Each and every day, the child suffers cheerfully and covets a sense of virtue.
O lost, lost child! Cultivate your thoughts and words.
At the end of ends, suffer from your true nature. Your life of self-reflection passes.
Each and every time, I compare heights and assume a persona.
Each and every day, the child suffers cheerfully and covets a sense of virtue.
O lost, lost child! Cultivate your thoughts and words.
At the end of end of end of ends—

情けなくなっても　燃え上がらないのなら
走る走る電車の中で　見栄も夢もかなぐり捨てて
耐える耐える私の顔は　少しばかり面白いです

nasakenaku nattemo moeagaranai no nara
hashiru hashiru densha no naka de mie mo yume mo kanaguri sutete
taeru taeru watashi no kao wa sukoshi bakari omoshiroi desu

Though I become miserable, if it won’t flare up
then in this rolling, rolling train I’ll throw my pretensions and dreams to the wind.
My face as I endure is just a little funny.