Post by sonja on Mar 3, 2008 9:55:06 GMT -5
Tässä nyt on kaikki käännökset Paradeen mutta laittakaa ny jos teillä on tiedossa jotain muita versioita niitä ois huisin kiva lukea.
Parade
01. ether
02. rocket
03. slide
04. shoujo kyousou
05. veranda
06. kuuhaku no hi
07. juujiro
08. tremolo
09. suimin-yaku
10. bloom
11. sink
12. soshite parade wa tsuzuku
1. Ether
Ah
(Morning, light has fallen again, time broke off
Now, I noticed, butcc..the ether is already below
Shadow, existence was flaunted
Me, existence is weak
Day
See, broken since the day crime was inspected
Simply, as we flow out
flow out
flow out
Ah
Contradiction, Field of vision is closed. Painful impressions of scenery.
Corpse, keeps settling. Beautiful, the ether is already below.)
Day
See, broken since the day crime was inspected
Simply, as we flow out
flow out
flow out
flow out
flow out
flow out
flow out
2. Rocket
night after night, I keep having the same dream
so tonight as usual I only got 2 hours of sleep
thanks to the bell resounding in my chest, I try getting out once in a while
I have no bible, so I'll pray to the sky in the park for some hope
the far too blue, sanitary sky
and the far too distant me
you & the heat thicken my blood
a screw starts to turn
and I really want to cry
like this, close your eyes soar to the sky, past even your dreams
until we're buried in light, i'll always be looking at you
the silent crows are like notes on a telephone wire score
and soundlessly they fly off, leaving me behind as i follow the melody
so many words are packed in my chest
but I'll never let them out
one day, I will spill over
going as high as we can into the bluer than blue
slipping into midsummer, i gasp
you & the heat thicken my blood
a screw starts to turn
and I really want to cry
like this, close your eyes soar to the sky, past even your dreams
and as we're buried in light, we'll part from each other
"hey down there... can you still see me?"
look
before long we'll be gone
sucked into
the end of the universe
I opened my eyes. finding myself in a washed-out world.
I looked to the sky. and my hope returned.
--
always having the same dream, tonight again i only slept 2 hours
a bell resounds all the way into my chest, so once in a while i try going out
i have no bible, so i'll pray to the sky in the park for some hope
the sanitary, far too blue sky and the far too distant me
you & the heat thicken my blood
a screw starts to turn
and i really want to cry
like this, close your eyes soar to the sky, past even your dreams
until we're buried in light, i'll always be looking at you
the silent crows are like notes on a telephone wire score
and soundlessly they fly off, leaving me behind as i follow the melody
so many words are packed in my chest
without ever being voiced one day they'll overflow
going as high as we can into the bluer than blue
slipping into midsummer, i gasp
you & the heat thicken my blood
a screw starts to turn
and i really want to cry
like this, close your eyes soar to the sky, past even your dreams
and as we're buried in light, we'll part from each other
"hey down there... can you still see me?"
look to the end of the universe breathe in
before long we will be gone...
i opened my eyes. finding myself in a washed-out world.
i looked to the sky. and my hope returned.
3. Slide
drinking milk on unsteady feet
and weaving daydreams from air
i'm sucked into the black tunnel
to the point of boredom, i'm always and forever
biting my nails, counting the numbers
opening the window, i wait for the end
as the sliding scenery accelerates
i'm standing motionless
wishing for a sorrowless tomorrow,
but still repainting the world an ever deeper blue———.
the crescent moon is like a needle
on this night i discovered the shadows of my depressed self
i want to nail myself down, so that i can't chase after them
look at my new wounds
as the sliding scenery halts
i feel my future breaking
a white morning approaches, i'm feeling dizzy
becoming invisible, just as if i didn't exist———.
biting my nails, counting the numbers waiting for it all to end
and one day, on the other side of the window you will laugh
waving goodbye at me
as the sliding scenery accelerates
i'm standing motionless
wishing for a sorrowless tomorrow,
but still repainting the world an ever deeper blue———.
4. Shoujou kyousou
Writing absurd poems like confused songs
With arthritis at the last moment awkwardly played violin
The bones have gone limp, how are thoughts not born
In pieces scattered apart I am under the table
From there I watch T.V. and various things I check check check
“Inside my pocket~” just like in that song I heard a long time ago
if it is biscuits, the surely they will keep multiplying
So I definitely wont have a calcium deficiency
In pieces scattered apart I am under the table
From there I watch T.V. and various things I watch
Why...Why...can my hand come off?
Why...Why...do I have no foot?
Why...Why...am I laughing?
Why...Why...do I..exist?
"-----------."
In pieces scattered apart I am under the table
From there I watch T.V. and various things I check check check
In pieces scattered apart I am under the table
Scatter me as you please scatter me as you please
AHAHAHAHAHAHA
5. Veranda
Clouds stained orange
Wind that has cleaned them
Staring at me on the veranda
Insignificant loneliness knocks
Tomorrow, which color will the reaching flower bloom?
While staying forever in a sunny spot
Until you come, I will always be waiting.
Bats confused by streetlights
Draw strange parabolas
The sky breaks down to a sad degree
While staying forever in a sunny spot
Until you come, I will always be waiting.
Tomorrow, which color will the reaching flower bloom?
While staying forever in a sunny spot
Until you come, I will always be waiting.
If someday I rot away on this veranda,
Then maybe a little white flower will bloom.
“Wait for me.”
6. Kuuhaku no hi
what if
for instance, one sunny morning god went missing and everyone went crazy
i'd take a photo, to remember
on a rooftop, together with you
my voice, never to reach you, changes into a sad song
what if
for instance, you were to look at me and cry despite my skillful smiles
red - blue - colours and colours
my heart would flow out from between my fingers
my voice, never to reach you, changes into a sad song
see, the thorn stabbing my chest should be gone,
but it still hurts
if it all vanished, from my emptiness inside to the parts of me i hate
then what would be left of me?
i just kept gazing down at my hands
my voice, never to reach you, changes into a sad song
see, the thorn stabbing my chest should be gone,
but it still hurts, and that's why i sang.
i sang --------.
*
and this is me, picturing the future with words like "what if......"
7. Juujiro
(1)
A cat with no neck wanders aimlessly in the crossroads
Deep red eyes I saw, deep red eyes
(2)
Policemen lined up in clean rows
Deep red eyes I saw, deep red eyes
Such a,
Such a sad spectacle as I rode the bus faster
Such a,
Such a sad spectacle as I rode the bus faster
The pistol sounded to the far off sky
More, more, the bus speeds up-----------.
(3)
“Today I fell sick at the park I have my eye on.
While I sketch the things I see outside my window (laughs)
Deep red eyes, my deep red eyes.”
8. Tremolo
decomposed clouds drifted across the sky
a forest of prudence, i was alone
balmy air coiling in my throat
i gasped
you felldown the spiral stairs
and your blood was flowing
entirely transparent, and so beautiful
i cried
the piano in my chest strikes a deafening chord
and you're gone
the clocks begin to spin
faster and faster and faster
laughing at me as i change, further and further from yesterday
the sheep ate my dreamdust, woven from unease
somebody waves their hand at me; he's deformed
"a pessimistic future was all i ever wished for"
but i felt as if he was lying
i wonder, will i discover something tomorrow?
i must stop already, even with writing poetry
the clocks begin to spin
faster and faster and faster
laughing at me as i change, further and further from yesterday
the clocks begin to spin
faster and faster and faster
as i change, further and further from yesterday
(........how far have i parted from you already?)
the cold wind feels nice, sticking against my cheeks
i'm the only one who's changed
i just changed --------.
9. SUIMIN-YAKU
(Sleeping Pills)
Plastic Tree
( 2:08AM )
Glass window
Reflecting film
Shortness of breath
Sleepless me
Cool water
Sleeping pills
...taking me away
( 2:40AM )
Reactions become hypersensitive, my heart is like a mucuous membrane
It descends the curtain of night
The shadows fall —————.
In this dream from which I cannot awake, before long I'm falling
I feel dizzy - I can't see, but still I go with you
To the middle of a field deep with black night grass we go; the two of us.
( 3:10AM)
In this dream from which I cannot awake, before long I'm falling
I feel dizzy - I can't see, but still I go with you
The light of the dimmed moon
The grass murmuring
Like waves carrying me and you
Quietly away
To the middle of a field deep with black night grass we go; the two of us.
10. Bloom
A choking stillness surrounds the wet subway,
Like a similar dream from which I wake; I danced at that place
At the other side of the pure white ceiling
The rain grieved over the cruel world.
The fragrance of the flower that I covered with my black umbrella choked and died.
The color of this small floral art starts to fade as a step falters.
If I was bounded by the stillness of the night
I’d be tired as I rise in a rainy falling slope
I’d be in deep discomfort as I breath.
The blue butterfly shuts its eyes.
I want to fly at that place where the light comes from.
Everything became ashes; even the purest thing disappeared
The color of the small flower I didn’t lose scatters all over
I am silently branded.
The color of the small floral art starts to fade as a step falters.
If I was bounded by the stillness of the night
I’d be tired as I rise in a rainy falling slope
I’d be in deep discomfort as I breath.
11.SINK
Plastic Tree
Because I, who know nothing, will one day sleep forever,
In a dream unreachable, I am drowning
Sinking to your side
You know, I am at the edge of the night, so
Already I can't see you clearly
Where are you hidden? Perhaps on the other side of the waning moon?
The twinkling of the stars is deafening;
The world has stopped
Because I, who know nothing, will one day sleep forever,
In a dream unreachable, I am drowning
Sinking to your side
You know, the grainy darkness is
..Yes... just quietly dying the air
The words you spill are gently echoing in my heart -
Like so many tears, into my
lungs water overflowed
Even in this sadness I reach out my hand and search for you, however
Like lost children, again we separate, and the only thing remaining is pain
"For a long time, I gazed at the red moon.
Just by doing that, why am I crying?
I start to wish I would disappear."
Because I, who know nothing, will one day sleep forever,
In a dream unreachable, I am drowning
Because when exposed to time, sadness will all flow away
And because thus perhaps we will forget also, the smiles and the tears on each other's faces,
Endlessly towards your side, I am
Sinking
Sinking
Sinking
"Bye-bye."
12. Again one story ends.
People come and shake the hand of the people greeting.
Before the day falls,
inside the setting sun,
is a farewell.
Last laughs,
I have already arranged for them to be possible.
We can leave anytime.
Outside the window, once upon a time, the parade passes.
I only gaze at the distant party.
The ring draws the bird
that always dances the lonely waltz.
While everything
quietly comes to a close on Sunday,
spreading its gaze with a yawn.
Outside the window, once upon a time, the parade passes.
I only gaze at the distant party.
Or was it all a hazy dream from the beginning?
If so, then I won’t wake up.
Outside the window, once upon a time, the parade passes.
I only gaze at the distant party.
If the closed door were opened,
it would probably go anywhere.
And the parade continues.
Parade
01. ether
02. rocket
03. slide
04. shoujo kyousou
05. veranda
06. kuuhaku no hi
07. juujiro
08. tremolo
09. suimin-yaku
10. bloom
11. sink
12. soshite parade wa tsuzuku
1. Ether
Ah
(Morning, light has fallen again, time broke off
Now, I noticed, butcc..the ether is already below
Shadow, existence was flaunted
Me, existence is weak
Day
See, broken since the day crime was inspected
Simply, as we flow out
flow out
flow out
Ah
Contradiction, Field of vision is closed. Painful impressions of scenery.
Corpse, keeps settling. Beautiful, the ether is already below.)
Day
See, broken since the day crime was inspected
Simply, as we flow out
flow out
flow out
flow out
flow out
flow out
flow out
2. Rocket
night after night, I keep having the same dream
so tonight as usual I only got 2 hours of sleep
thanks to the bell resounding in my chest, I try getting out once in a while
I have no bible, so I'll pray to the sky in the park for some hope
the far too blue, sanitary sky
and the far too distant me
you & the heat thicken my blood
a screw starts to turn
and I really want to cry
like this, close your eyes soar to the sky, past even your dreams
until we're buried in light, i'll always be looking at you
the silent crows are like notes on a telephone wire score
and soundlessly they fly off, leaving me behind as i follow the melody
so many words are packed in my chest
but I'll never let them out
one day, I will spill over
going as high as we can into the bluer than blue
slipping into midsummer, i gasp
you & the heat thicken my blood
a screw starts to turn
and I really want to cry
like this, close your eyes soar to the sky, past even your dreams
and as we're buried in light, we'll part from each other
"hey down there... can you still see me?"
look
before long we'll be gone
sucked into
the end of the universe
I opened my eyes. finding myself in a washed-out world.
I looked to the sky. and my hope returned.
--
always having the same dream, tonight again i only slept 2 hours
a bell resounds all the way into my chest, so once in a while i try going out
i have no bible, so i'll pray to the sky in the park for some hope
the sanitary, far too blue sky and the far too distant me
you & the heat thicken my blood
a screw starts to turn
and i really want to cry
like this, close your eyes soar to the sky, past even your dreams
until we're buried in light, i'll always be looking at you
the silent crows are like notes on a telephone wire score
and soundlessly they fly off, leaving me behind as i follow the melody
so many words are packed in my chest
without ever being voiced one day they'll overflow
going as high as we can into the bluer than blue
slipping into midsummer, i gasp
you & the heat thicken my blood
a screw starts to turn
and i really want to cry
like this, close your eyes soar to the sky, past even your dreams
and as we're buried in light, we'll part from each other
"hey down there... can you still see me?"
look to the end of the universe breathe in
before long we will be gone...
i opened my eyes. finding myself in a washed-out world.
i looked to the sky. and my hope returned.
3. Slide
drinking milk on unsteady feet
and weaving daydreams from air
i'm sucked into the black tunnel
to the point of boredom, i'm always and forever
biting my nails, counting the numbers
opening the window, i wait for the end
as the sliding scenery accelerates
i'm standing motionless
wishing for a sorrowless tomorrow,
but still repainting the world an ever deeper blue———.
the crescent moon is like a needle
on this night i discovered the shadows of my depressed self
i want to nail myself down, so that i can't chase after them
look at my new wounds
as the sliding scenery halts
i feel my future breaking
a white morning approaches, i'm feeling dizzy
becoming invisible, just as if i didn't exist———.
biting my nails, counting the numbers waiting for it all to end
and one day, on the other side of the window you will laugh
waving goodbye at me
as the sliding scenery accelerates
i'm standing motionless
wishing for a sorrowless tomorrow,
but still repainting the world an ever deeper blue———.
4. Shoujou kyousou
Writing absurd poems like confused songs
With arthritis at the last moment awkwardly played violin
The bones have gone limp, how are thoughts not born
In pieces scattered apart I am under the table
From there I watch T.V. and various things I check check check
“Inside my pocket~” just like in that song I heard a long time ago
if it is biscuits, the surely they will keep multiplying
So I definitely wont have a calcium deficiency
In pieces scattered apart I am under the table
From there I watch T.V. and various things I watch
Why...Why...can my hand come off?
Why...Why...do I have no foot?
Why...Why...am I laughing?
Why...Why...do I..exist?
"-----------."
In pieces scattered apart I am under the table
From there I watch T.V. and various things I check check check
In pieces scattered apart I am under the table
Scatter me as you please scatter me as you please
AHAHAHAHAHAHA
5. Veranda
Clouds stained orange
Wind that has cleaned them
Staring at me on the veranda
Insignificant loneliness knocks
Tomorrow, which color will the reaching flower bloom?
While staying forever in a sunny spot
Until you come, I will always be waiting.
Bats confused by streetlights
Draw strange parabolas
The sky breaks down to a sad degree
While staying forever in a sunny spot
Until you come, I will always be waiting.
Tomorrow, which color will the reaching flower bloom?
While staying forever in a sunny spot
Until you come, I will always be waiting.
If someday I rot away on this veranda,
Then maybe a little white flower will bloom.
“Wait for me.”
6. Kuuhaku no hi
what if
for instance, one sunny morning god went missing and everyone went crazy
i'd take a photo, to remember
on a rooftop, together with you
my voice, never to reach you, changes into a sad song
what if
for instance, you were to look at me and cry despite my skillful smiles
red - blue - colours and colours
my heart would flow out from between my fingers
my voice, never to reach you, changes into a sad song
see, the thorn stabbing my chest should be gone,
but it still hurts
if it all vanished, from my emptiness inside to the parts of me i hate
then what would be left of me?
i just kept gazing down at my hands
my voice, never to reach you, changes into a sad song
see, the thorn stabbing my chest should be gone,
but it still hurts, and that's why i sang.
i sang --------.
*
and this is me, picturing the future with words like "what if......"
7. Juujiro
(1)
A cat with no neck wanders aimlessly in the crossroads
Deep red eyes I saw, deep red eyes
(2)
Policemen lined up in clean rows
Deep red eyes I saw, deep red eyes
Such a,
Such a sad spectacle as I rode the bus faster
Such a,
Such a sad spectacle as I rode the bus faster
The pistol sounded to the far off sky
More, more, the bus speeds up-----------.
(3)
“Today I fell sick at the park I have my eye on.
While I sketch the things I see outside my window (laughs)
Deep red eyes, my deep red eyes.”
8. Tremolo
decomposed clouds drifted across the sky
a forest of prudence, i was alone
balmy air coiling in my throat
i gasped
you felldown the spiral stairs
and your blood was flowing
entirely transparent, and so beautiful
i cried
the piano in my chest strikes a deafening chord
and you're gone
the clocks begin to spin
faster and faster and faster
laughing at me as i change, further and further from yesterday
the sheep ate my dreamdust, woven from unease
somebody waves their hand at me; he's deformed
"a pessimistic future was all i ever wished for"
but i felt as if he was lying
i wonder, will i discover something tomorrow?
i must stop already, even with writing poetry
the clocks begin to spin
faster and faster and faster
laughing at me as i change, further and further from yesterday
the clocks begin to spin
faster and faster and faster
as i change, further and further from yesterday
(........how far have i parted from you already?)
the cold wind feels nice, sticking against my cheeks
i'm the only one who's changed
i just changed --------.
9. SUIMIN-YAKU
(Sleeping Pills)
Plastic Tree
( 2:08AM )
Glass window
Reflecting film
Shortness of breath
Sleepless me
Cool water
Sleeping pills
...taking me away
( 2:40AM )
Reactions become hypersensitive, my heart is like a mucuous membrane
It descends the curtain of night
The shadows fall —————.
In this dream from which I cannot awake, before long I'm falling
I feel dizzy - I can't see, but still I go with you
To the middle of a field deep with black night grass we go; the two of us.
( 3:10AM)
In this dream from which I cannot awake, before long I'm falling
I feel dizzy - I can't see, but still I go with you
The light of the dimmed moon
The grass murmuring
Like waves carrying me and you
Quietly away
To the middle of a field deep with black night grass we go; the two of us.
10. Bloom
A choking stillness surrounds the wet subway,
Like a similar dream from which I wake; I danced at that place
At the other side of the pure white ceiling
The rain grieved over the cruel world.
The fragrance of the flower that I covered with my black umbrella choked and died.
The color of this small floral art starts to fade as a step falters.
If I was bounded by the stillness of the night
I’d be tired as I rise in a rainy falling slope
I’d be in deep discomfort as I breath.
The blue butterfly shuts its eyes.
I want to fly at that place where the light comes from.
Everything became ashes; even the purest thing disappeared
The color of the small flower I didn’t lose scatters all over
I am silently branded.
The color of the small floral art starts to fade as a step falters.
If I was bounded by the stillness of the night
I’d be tired as I rise in a rainy falling slope
I’d be in deep discomfort as I breath.
11.SINK
Plastic Tree
Because I, who know nothing, will one day sleep forever,
In a dream unreachable, I am drowning
Sinking to your side
You know, I am at the edge of the night, so
Already I can't see you clearly
Where are you hidden? Perhaps on the other side of the waning moon?
The twinkling of the stars is deafening;
The world has stopped
Because I, who know nothing, will one day sleep forever,
In a dream unreachable, I am drowning
Sinking to your side
You know, the grainy darkness is
..Yes... just quietly dying the air
The words you spill are gently echoing in my heart -
Like so many tears, into my
lungs water overflowed
Even in this sadness I reach out my hand and search for you, however
Like lost children, again we separate, and the only thing remaining is pain
"For a long time, I gazed at the red moon.
Just by doing that, why am I crying?
I start to wish I would disappear."
Because I, who know nothing, will one day sleep forever,
In a dream unreachable, I am drowning
Because when exposed to time, sadness will all flow away
And because thus perhaps we will forget also, the smiles and the tears on each other's faces,
Endlessly towards your side, I am
Sinking
Sinking
Sinking
"Bye-bye."
12. Again one story ends.
People come and shake the hand of the people greeting.
Before the day falls,
inside the setting sun,
is a farewell.
Last laughs,
I have already arranged for them to be possible.
We can leave anytime.
Outside the window, once upon a time, the parade passes.
I only gaze at the distant party.
The ring draws the bird
that always dances the lonely waltz.
While everything
quietly comes to a close on Sunday,
spreading its gaze with a yawn.
Outside the window, once upon a time, the parade passes.
I only gaze at the distant party.
Or was it all a hazy dream from the beginning?
If so, then I won’t wake up.
Outside the window, once upon a time, the parade passes.
I only gaze at the distant party.
If the closed door were opened,
it would probably go anywhere.
And the parade continues.
