This Armor, The Ultimate Collection
| nani wo negau koto
de wasureru koto de koko ga naru no wo koroshitari dekiru? nani wo nigasu koto de kasaneru koto de teikuu wo suberu atashi no hiriki na tsuyosa fukai na ROOPU ga moeochite iku no wo mite’ta anata no hourinageta inori de atashi wa ibara no umi sae aruite’ru tadashiku nado nakutemo nakutemo nakutemo nakutemo ikutsumono masui de osanai atashi no shouki no arika wo wakaranaku saseru douka kore ijou ni minukanaide imasara nibusa wo mashite iku jouka sore mo itsuka wa owaru no sae shinjirarenai anata no hourinageta inori de atashi wa ibara no umi sae aruite’ru tadashiku nado nakutemo nakutemo nakutemo nakutemo teikuu wo suberu atashi no hiriki na tsuyosa ashimoto ni aru tatoeba mukishitsu na oikaze shikai waraikoe wo ryoute de sukuiagetemo nee wameku omoi wa doko e? anata no hourinageta inori de atashi wa ibara no umi sae aruite’ru tadashiku nado nakutemo nakutemo nakutemo arittake no hana de kazatte soshite kuzureochite nando demo tadashiku nado nakutemo nakutemo nakutemo hibiite anata ni hibiite |
By praying, by forgetting, Can I bring silence to this place? By letting go, by piling up... As I slipped quietly over the ground, I saw my powerless strength, this uncomfortable rope, burn down and fall away Simply to answer your offhanded prayer, I walk now through a sea of thorns Even if it’s not right, not right, not right, not right... In this drugged haze, this young, impetuous me Can no longer find her senses Please don’t look any more at me Now, everything becomes pure as the murkiness spreads farther and farther They say it will stop one day, but I can’t believe it. To answer your offhanded prayer, I walk now through a sea of thorns Even if it’s not right, not right, not right, not right... As I slipped quietly over the ground, I saw my powerless strength, as if it were lifeless mineral, trodden underneath my feet A fair wind, a panorama, a ripple of laughter – even if I scoop them up with my two hands Hey, where can I unleash my feelings? Simply to answer your offhanded prayer, I walk now through a sea of thorns Even if it’s not right, not right, not right, not right... Dress yourself in all the flowers of the world, and then collapse, again and again Even if it’s not right, not right, not right... Let it be heard, by you, Let it be heard. |
Romanization & translation credit: Teresa Ko
Song info: Used as the theme for the film Gunjo no Yoru no Hane-mofu.
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