Like being drowned. Like swimming.
Like floating. Like sinking.
I am playing back and resurrecting with a cassette tape.
The ghost of the girl who I wanted to love me.
It's beautiful.
The feeling of slowly saturating myself with that person I love so much.
Like being late. Like making progress.
Like pausing. Like continuing.
This body which is polluted with vagueness
is living out its existence with it's mechanical clicking heart
I am playing back and resurrecting once more
my useless and untouchable youth.
Like being drowned. Like swimming.
Like floating. Like sinking.
Decided in the morning, broken in the afternoon.
Tomorrow for sure. Without a doubt, tomorrow.
Discovered in the morning, thrown away in the afternoon.
Tomorrow for sure. Without a doubt, tomorrow.
溺れているような 泳いでいるような
浮かんでいるような 沈んでいくような
愛されたい子は幻を カセットテープで再生してる
大好きなあの人が ゆっくり染みこむ感じがすてき
遅れているような 進んでいるような
途切れているゆな 続いてゆくような
あいまいだらけのこの体 カチッとハートに存在してる
だめなのさわっちゃいけないの 青春もう一度再生してる
溺れているような 泳いでいるような
浮かんでいるような 沈んでいくような
朝に決めて 午後にくじけた
明日きっと 明日こそきっと
朝に見つけて 午後に捨てた
明日きっと 明日こそきっと
Friday, May 25, 2007
Yura Yura Teikoku - Sand Castle
ゆらゆら帝国 - 砂のお城
Spitting saliva mixed with sand
on a sunburned afternoon beach.
Waterspray lands on my cheek.
It's cold... I'm retreating back to myself.
What is this? Where am I?
What time is it? Wait a second...
I check my grounding,
then immediately start chasing it.
Lighthouse. Sand castle.
It seems like my childhood. It seems like an unending dream.
Far away, I hear someone's voice
It seems like my childhood.
This next wave is huge.
Spitting saliva mixed with sand
on a sunburned afternoon beach.
The children's voices are all "yes."
Please, just let me sleep a little.
Evening. No, last year.
No, more. No, it's something that came much earlier...
Lighthouse. Sand castle.
It's like childhood. It seems like an unending dream.
Far away, there's a foreign ship.
As it is, I don't want to go home. I want to travel away on that ship...
砂混じりのつばをペッ
焼けつく肌 午後のビーチ
水しぶきが頬にピュッ
冷たい ちょっとわれに返る。
今何、ここどこ
今何時 ちょっと待って
足を確かめて
すぐに追いかけて、ゆくから、
灯台 砂のお城
子度もの頃みたい 終わらない夢がみたい
遠くで誰かの声が
子度もの頃みたい
次に来る波はでかい
砂混じりのつばをペッ
焼けつく肌 午後のビーチ
子供達の声はハイ
おねがい ちょっと眠らせてくれよ
夕べ いや去年
いやもっと いやもっともっと前に来たことが、、、
灯台 砂のお城
子供の頃みたい 終わらない夢がみたい
遠くで 外国船が、、
このまま帰りたくない あの船で旅をしたい、、、、
on a sunburned afternoon beach.
Waterspray lands on my cheek.
It's cold... I'm retreating back to myself.
What is this? Where am I?
What time is it? Wait a second...
I check my grounding,
then immediately start chasing it.
Lighthouse. Sand castle.
It seems like my childhood. It seems like an unending dream.
Far away, I hear someone's voice
It seems like my childhood.
This next wave is huge.
Spitting saliva mixed with sand
on a sunburned afternoon beach.
The children's voices are all "yes."
Please, just let me sleep a little.
Evening. No, last year.
No, more. No, it's something that came much earlier...
Lighthouse. Sand castle.
It's like childhood. It seems like an unending dream.
Far away, there's a foreign ship.
As it is, I don't want to go home. I want to travel away on that ship...
砂混じりのつばをペッ
焼けつく肌 午後のビーチ
水しぶきが頬にピュッ
冷たい ちょっとわれに返る。
今何、ここどこ
今何時 ちょっと待って
足を確かめて
すぐに追いかけて、ゆくから、
灯台 砂のお城
子度もの頃みたい 終わらない夢がみたい
遠くで誰かの声が
子度もの頃みたい
次に来る波はでかい
砂混じりのつばをペッ
焼けつく肌 午後のビーチ
子供達の声はハイ
おねがい ちょっと眠らせてくれよ
夕べ いや去年
いやもっと いやもっともっと前に来たことが、、、
灯台 砂のお城
子供の頃みたい 終わらない夢がみたい
遠くで 外国船が、、
このまま帰りたくない あの船で旅をしたい、、、、
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