[Intro] At the end of focus, something trembled— A blur more real than reality itself [Verse] 真っ直ぐに 見ることが できなかった 白と 黒の あいだに 目を そらした でもレンズだけは 嘘を つかずに 私の中を 見つめ返してた [Pre-Chorus] 「きれい」はときに 優しくて でも 誰かを切り裂いてしまう 曇った心で 撮った 世界は 少しだけ 私に似ていた [Chorus] これが 真実じゃ なくても 確かに ここに あった光 歪んだって 傷ついても 私の 目が 生んだ 景色 なら 誰かの 中で 生きてゆける That's why I still believe in what I see [Verse] 誰かの 期待に 重ねすぎて ピントをずらした あの日の 写真 でも あの 曖昧な 眼差しが 本当の「私」だったのかもしれない [Pre-Chorus] “撮る”ってなんだろう “残す”ってなんだろう 形のない感情に 形を与えること たとえ 虚構だと 笑われても 私には この光がすべて [Chorus] これが 記録 じゃなくても 心の 深く 響いた もの 加工も 演出も いらなくて 揺れる 感情が 真実だから ただの 風景じゃ 届かない I want this to reach someone, deep inside [Instrument] [Bridge] シャッターの 音は 呪い じゃない 私が 世界と 繋がる 瞬間 [Chorus] これが 真実じゃ なくても 願いが 滲んだ 一雫 嘘でしか 描けない ことが ある 私の一枚が 誰かの 救いに 時を 越えて 響くのなら I'll keep looking through the lens again [Outro] 現実より 遥か 遠くへ 想い だけが 残って ゆく それが 写真の 魔法なら 私は 信じて 撮り続ける --- --- --- English lyrics: [intro] At the end of focus, something trembled— A blur more real than reality itself. [verse] I couldn't look straight, I turned my eyes away between black and white. But the lens never lied, It gazed back into me. [pre-chorus] "Beautiful" is sometimes gentle, But it can also tear someone apart. The world captured with a cloudy heart Was a little like me. [chorus] Even if this isn't the truth, The light that was surely here, Even if it's distorted or painful, If it's a scene my eyes created, I can live inside someone else's heart. That's why I still believe in what I see. [verse] I overlapped too much with someone’s expectations, I shifted the focus of that day's photo. But perhaps that ambiguous gaze Was the true "me." [pre-chorus] What does it mean to "shoot"? What does it mean to "preserve"? Giving shape to shapeless emotions, Even if I'm laughed at for it being fiction, To me, this light is everything. [chorus] Even if this isn't a record, What resonated deeply within my heart, No editing or enhancement needed, The trembling emotions are the truth. It’s not just a landscape, it can't reach like that. I want this to reach someone, deep inside. [instrument] [bridge] The sound of the shutter is not a curse, It's the moment I connect with the world. [chorus] Even if this isn't the truth, A droplet where a wish blurred, There are things that can only be drawn with lies. If my one picture can be someone’s salvation, And if it echoes through time, I'll keep looking through the lens again. [outro] To a place far beyond reality, Only my feelings remain and drift away. If that's the magic of a photo, I'll keep believing and taking it.
