Miles of blue

TAYUTAU

breakcore, artcore, jazzcore

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[Intro]

[Verse 1]
The sky is a bruise, a beautiful lie
(空は打撲痕のよう、美しい嘘)

It bleeds through the brass, it blinds my eye
(真鍮の管楽器から血のように滲み、私の目を眩ませる)

A smoking horn in a crowded room
(混雑した部屋で煙をあげるホルン)

We waltz under the pale blue doom
(私たちは青白い破滅の下でワルツを踊る)

[Verse 2]
Miles of static, miles of blue
(何マイルも続く静電気、何マイルも広がる青)

The frequencies are cutting through
(周波数が突き抜けていく)

The trumpet weeps for a silent crowd
(トランペットは静まり返った群衆のために泣き)

The ceiling falls, the sky is too loud
(天井が崩れ落ち、空の音が大きすぎる)

[Chorus]
Oh, drag me out into the open air
(あぁ、私を広い外の世界へと連れ出してくれ)

There’s nothing left but a cold blue stare
(冷たい青い眼差し以外には、もう何も残っていない)

Spinning plates on a jazz-man's grave
(ジャズマンの墓の上で皿を回し続ける)

We are the ghosts that the sky couldn't save
(私たちは空が救えなかった幽霊たち)

[Crescendo]
Alice is playing her harp in the rain
(アリスは雨の中でハープを奏でている)

A beautiful chord to wash out the pain
(痛みを洗い流すための美しい和音)

But the sun is a camera, it's locking the gate
(だが太陽はカメラ、それはゲートに鍵をかけてしまう)

Captured in blue, it's already too late...
(青の中に捉えられ、もう手遅れなんだ…)

It's already too late!
(もう手遅れなんだ！)

[Climax]
The sky is breaking!
(空が壊れていく！)

The blue is burning down!
(青が燃え尽きていく！)

We're falling upward!
(私たちは上へと落ちていく！)

Into the light, into the sound!
(光の中へ、音の中へ！)

Yeah, let it wash away!
(そうさ、すべてを洗い流してしまえ！)

[Outro]
Into the clear... cold... blue.
(澄み切った…冷たい…青の中へ。)

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[Intro] [Verse 1] The sky is a bruise, a beautiful lie (空は打撲痕のよう、美しい嘘) It bleeds through the brass, it blinds my eye (真鍮の管楽器から血のように滲み、私の目を眩ませる) A smoking horn in a crowded room (混雑した部屋で煙をあげるホルン) We waltz under the pale blue doom (私たちは青白い破滅の下でワルツを踊る) [Verse 2] Miles of static, miles of blue (何マイルも続く静電気、何マイルも広がる青) The frequencies are cutting through (周波数が突き抜けていく) The trumpet weeps for a silent crowd (トランペットは静まり返った群衆のために泣き) The ceiling falls, the sky is too loud (天井が崩れ落ち、空の音が大きすぎる) [Chorus] Oh, drag me out into the open air (あぁ、私を広い外の世界へと連れ出してくれ) There’s nothing left but a cold blue stare (冷たい青い眼差し以外には、もう何も残っていない) Spinning plates on a jazz-man's grave (ジャズマンの墓の上で皿を回し続ける) We are the ghosts that the sky couldn't save (私たちは空が救えなかった幽霊たち) [Crescendo] Alice is playing her harp in the rain (アリスは雨の中でハープを奏でている) A beautiful chord to wash out the pain (痛みを洗い流すための美しい和音) But the sun is a camera, it's locking the gate (だが太陽はカメラ、それはゲートに鍵をかけてしまう) Captured in blue, it's already too late... (青の中に捉えられ、もう手遅れなんだ…) It's already too late! (もう手遅れなんだ！) [Climax] The sky is breaking! (空が壊れていく！) The blue is burning down! (青が燃え尽きていく！) We're falling upward! (私たちは上へと落ちていく！) Into the light, into the sound! (光の中へ、音の中へ！) Yeah, let it wash away! (そうさ、すべてを洗い流してしまえ！) [Outro] Into the clear... cold... blue. (澄み切った…冷たい…青の中へ。)

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