Romaji Lyrics

A wintry sky and the broken streetlight, cold wind.
Unknown shadows, the footprint of desertion.
Freedom was taken.

An understanding is impossible. (x8)

If it wakes up a gloomy ceiling.
A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum it is soiled.
And violence rapes me, rapes me, rapes me...

An understanding is impossible. (x8)

An understanding is impossible.
Why was I chosen? Someone should answer...

douka hidoi yume da to kotaete hoshii~~
doredake sakebi modae kurushimeba ii~~
douka hidoi yume da to oshiete hoshii~~
chigire sou na koe de nandomo sakenda~~

There is no hand of preparing of the disordered hair.
A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum, faint temperature is
mixed in midwinter.

An understanding is impossible. (x8)

koe wo koroshite kare sou na jibun ni ii kikasete ita
ikiru koto wo miushinawanu you~~
koe wo koroshite furuete yoru wa itami ni oborete iku
togiresuna iki wo yurushite~~

douka hidoi yume da to kotaete hoshii~~
doredake sakebi modae kurushimeba ii~~
douka hidoi yume da to oshiete hoshii~~
saigo ni mou ichido dake waratte mitai~~

English Translation

A wintry sky and the broken street light, cold wind.
Unknown shadow the footprint of desertion.
Freedom was taken.

If it wakes up, a gloomy ceiling.
A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum, it is soiled.
And violence rapes me.

An understanding is impossible.
Why was I chosen? Someone should answer...

I wish you'll somehow answer me, that it's all a horrible dream.
To what extent should I shout, writhe and suffer till it's alright?
Please, I wish you'll tell me it's all a horrible dream.
With voice that seemed broken, I cried out over and over again.

There is no hand preparing the disordered hair.
A laughing voice sinks in the eardrum, a faint temperature is
mixed in the midwinter.

Suppressing my voice and ordering my withered self to live on,
To not lose sight of the living.
Suppressing my voice, I'll remember the trembling night in pain
Forgive my uninterrupted breath...

I wish you'll somehow answer me, that it's all a horrible dream.
To what extent should I shout, writhe and suffer till it's alright?
Please, I wish you'll tell me it's all a horrible dream.
In the end, I just want to laugh once more.