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Sugar High, Singles 2000-2003
| yuugai na tadashisa o sono
kao ni nuru tsumori nara atashi ni mo utsurazu ni sumu moesakaru inori no ie ni nokosareta ano yuuutsu o tasuketari sezu ni sumu chiisa na shuyou wa myaku o hayame araarashii ai no shiki ga atashi no senritsu o hazukashimeru yakenohara ni wa sentaku no kaado ga chirabaru sore demo anata no nou wa keesu no naka ni? atashi no ikari o suiageru viinasu wazuka na kakusei o mitoru hibi sae aishite hageshisa de miushinau seigi no naavasu ikite ikite ikite ikite ikite ikite kanzen na minikusa de jibun o koete yukeru no nara nandodemo doro o matou fukanzen na matataki de kirei na mono igai subete o kesu no nara kono me o suteyou itsumo toori no kaze ga yuuki o sarai midare ni sumi tsuku nezumi-tachi ga kono hai o mushibandeku kagami no naka de toozakaru kakushin o owazu ni sore demo anata no nou wa keesu no naka ni? atashi no aseri o suiageru viinasu anata ga niau to itta kono aragai no doresu o saku hodo no kotae to seigi no naavasu ikite ikite ikite ikite ikite ikite umi o akete nido to furimukanai you ni yami e tsudzuku michi demo ushiro nado furimukanai you ni atashi no ikari o suiageru viinasu wazuka na kakusei o mitoru hibi sae aishite hageshisa de miushinau seigi no naavasu ikite ikite ikite ikite ikite ikite |
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you plan to paint harmful righteousness on your face, I won’t
have it reflected on me too I won’t have to rescue that gloom left in the burning house of prayers A small tumor quickens the pulse, and a violent love’s commands humiliate my melody The Cards of Choice are scattered about on the burnt field Is your brain still in its case despite all that? Venus, who sucks out my anger, loving even the days that nurse a slight awakening; Nervous of justice that I lose sight of in its intensity Live, live, live, live, live, live. If I could pass out of myself through perfect ugliness, I’d clad myself in mud any number of times If I erase everything except what’s beautiful with imperfect winks, I’ll throw away my eyes The usual southerly wind sweeps away my courage, and the rats that inhabit disorder keep eating into my lungs Without chasing after the confidence that goes far away in the mirror Is your brain still in its case despite all that? Venus, who sucks out my impatience; Nervous of justice who answers enough to tear this dress you said suited me Live, live, live, live, live, live. Open the sea so that I’ll never turn back again So that I won’t turn back to what’s behind even if this is a road headed for darkness Venus, who sucks out my anger, loving even the days that nurse a slight awakening; Nervous of justice that I lose sight of in its intensity Live, live, live, live, live, live. |
Song info: Theme for the PlayStation 2 game Breath of Fire 5: Dragon Quarter
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