楽しく歌が創れなくて

キューエル・ワイスマン(Ql・Y`sman)

© 𝟮𝟬𝟮5 
キューエル・ワイスマン(Ql・Y`sman)
𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗥𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗥𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱.
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⊛The English lyrics are below↓
I hope you enjoy it♬

静まり返った部屋に　コーヒーが冷める音
吐き出した言葉は　足元に転がるだけ
探してる旋律も　擦り切れ流れる様で
未完に見えるパズル　袋は空っぽの様で

憧れたキミに　僕を重ねるたび
届かない空の星　遠く霞んで

楽しく歌が創れない 誰かの目が怖い
愛されたいのに 自分を愛せない
それでも 一歩　それでも 前に
歌が心を繋いでく あの空へ

優しさの毒に怯え 膝を抱え蹲る
言葉を止める警告音　無音の叫びが重なる
鏡の中で睨む 歪んでるこれは誰？
言葉を咎める声に 答えが出せないまま

泥と汗で書いた　ぼろい詩の中に
かすかな光　見つけた気がしたんだ

楽しく歌が創れない 傷つくのが怖い
輝きたいのに 闇を抱きしめる
それでも　一歩 それでも 前に
歌が足元照らしてく まだ見ぬ空へ

言葉を探す指先が　そっと息をして
その瞬間だけは　世界と繋がってた

楽しく歌が創れなくて　立ち止まる夜でも　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　書き続けてきた歌が　僕をほどいてく　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　
これから　一歩　そこから 前に
歌が道を照らしてく　続いていく空へ

【English version】

The sound of coffee cooling in the silent room.
The words that are spat out just roll at your feet.
The melody I'm searching for seems to be worn out and flowing away.
A puzzle that seems incomplete. The bag appears to be empty.

Every time I see myself in the person I admire, I become distant and hazy like the unreachable stars in the sky.

I can't write songs happily. Someone's eyes are scary.
I want to be loved, but I can't love myself.
Still, one step, still forward.
Songs connect hearts. To that sky.

Terrified by the poison of kindness, I crouch down and hug my knees.
A warning sound that stops speech. Silent screams overlap.
Who is this distorted figure glaring at me in the mirror?
I am unable to respond to the voice reproaching me for my words.

In a tattered poem written with mud and sweat, I felt like I had found a faint light.

I can't write songs happily. I'm afraid of getting hurt.
I want to shine, but I embrace the darkness.
Still, one step forward.
The song lights my feet, towards a sky I have yet to see.

My fingertips searching for words breathe softly.
For that moment, I was connected to the world.

Even on nights when I can't enjoy writing a song and I come to a standstill, the songs I've been writing unravel me.
From here on, I take one step forward.
From there, forward. The song lights the way. Towards the continuing sky.

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【MEMO】最初に言っておきます！僕は元気です！(笑)全部捨てたと思ってたのですが、押し入れから20歳前後の頃書いてた歌ノートが出てきまして(;^ω^)変な汗かきながら読み返してたのですが、このタイプの歌をSUNOで作ってないなって思いまして(笑)大幅に加筆修正を加えて形にしてみました(*'▽') First off, let me say I'm fine! (lol) I thought I'd thrown them all away, but then I came across a song notebook I'd written when I was around 20 years old in the closet (;^ω^) I was sweating profusely as I reread it, and it occurred to me that I hadn't written this type of song with SUNO (lol) so I made some major edits and revisions and put it into shape (*'▽') © 𝟮𝟬𝟮5 キューエル・ワイスマン(Ql・Y`sman) 𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗥𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗥𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱. ________________________ ⊛The English lyrics are below↓ I hope you enjoy it♬ 静まり返った部屋に　コーヒーが冷める音吐き出した言葉は　足元に転がるだけ探してる旋律も　擦り切れ流れる様で未完に見えるパズル　袋は空っぽの様で憧れたキミに　僕を重ねるたび届かない空の星　遠く霞んで楽しく歌が創れない誰かの目が怖い愛されたいのに自分を愛せないそれでも一歩　それでも前に歌が心を繋いでくあの空へ優しさの毒に怯え膝を抱え蹲る言葉を止める警告音　無音の叫びが重なる鏡の中で睨む歪んでるこれは誰？言葉を咎める声に答えが出せないまま泥と汗で書いた　ぼろい詩の中にかすかな光　見つけた気がしたんだ楽しく歌が創れない傷つくのが怖い輝きたいのに闇を抱きしめるそれでも　一歩それでも前に歌が足元照らしてくまだ見ぬ空へ言葉を探す指先が　そっと息をしてその瞬間だけは　世界と繋がってた楽しく歌が創れなくて　立ち止まる夜でも　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　書き続けてきた歌が　僕をほどいてく　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　これから　一歩　そこから前に歌が道を照らしてく　続いていく空へ　【English version】 The sound of coffee cooling in the silent room. The words that are spat out just roll at your feet. The melody I'm searching for seems to be worn out and flowing away. A puzzle that seems incomplete. The bag appears to be empty. Every time I see myself in the person I admire, I become distant and hazy like the unreachable stars in the sky. I can't write songs happily. Someone's eyes are scary. I want to be loved, but I can't love myself. Still, one step, still forward. Songs connect hearts. To that sky. Terrified by the poison of kindness, I crouch down and hug my knees. A warning sound that stops speech. Silent screams overlap. Who is this distorted figure glaring at me in the mirror? I am unable to respond to the voice reproaching me for my words. In a tattered poem written with mud and sweat, I felt like I had found a faint light. I can't write songs happily. I'm afraid of getting hurt. I want to shine, but I embrace the darkness. Still, one step forward. The song lights my feet, towards a sky I have yet to see. My fingertips searching for words breathe softly. For that moment, I was connected to the world. Even on nights when I can't enjoy writing a song and I come to a standstill, the songs I've been writing unravel me. From here on, I take one step forward. From there, forward. The song lights the way. Towards the continuing sky.

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