Vocaloid Original Songs
Текст песни Kunkai no Uta

Kunkai no Uta by Vocaloid Original Songskowareta kusari zenmai
kuzureta mukuro shinsui
kuchita ongaku menzai
karehateta hana gen'eichinurareta yume konsui
modoranai toki tenkei
wareta suishou zangai
sabita haguruma kantaiitsu made kimi wa hashiru no kotae wa mitsukerarezu ni
doko made kimi wa meguru no kotae ni me o somuketsuzuketekibun wa soukai aa sou kai
kurayami no sabaku o kyousou kai
hashire maware sakebe wameke
tokumei no tsurugi o furikazaseshosen wa omae no mousou kai
okusoku de kojin o tsubusu no kai
tatake sarase matsure arase
oretachi ga seigi da mondai nai kaitada ichido no ayamachi shitsuyou ni seme
oni no kubi tsurushiagete wa ware koso wa seigi to kataruitsu made kimi wa ochiru no mawari wa sameta me o shite
doko made kimi wa ochiru no mawari ni sekinin oshitsuketeshinsou kyuumei kyoumi wa nai
tatakereba dare de mo kankei nai
ikari netami urami sonemi
warui no wa omae da boku ja naihitori ja nanni dekinakute
minna de sawageba kowakunakute
nageki noroi tsunori hayashi
nandaka eraku nareta ki ga shitakibun wa soukai aa sou kai
sore de omaetachi wa manzoku kai
utae odore sawage warae
tanin no fukou koso mitsu no ajisutoresu kaishou aa tsuukai
sore ga ikigai to ka maji kichigai
hashire maware sakebe wameke
tatake sarase matsure arase
egure kowase kudake korose
tsugi no emono wa dare ni shiyou ka kaitadareta sekai renbei
nozomanu hakai kunkai

English translation

The broken lock is a rewindable spring.
The crumbled corpse is quite entrancing.
The rotten music becomes a song of acquittal.
The withered flowers turn into mere illusions.The dream, smeared with blood, shifts into a coma.
When the sleeper doesn't wake up, there will be a divine oracle.
There is nothing more to the smashed crystal than its wreckage.

The rusted gears are becoming indolent and faulty.How much longer are you going to keep running, all while unable to find your answer?
How much farther are you going to run around while keeping your eyes averted from the answer?You feel refreshed? Ah, is that right?
Are you contesting the desert of darkness?
Run! Spin! Scream! Shout!
Brandish that anonymous sword!Is everything your fantasy after all?
Are you going to crush each individual with your speculations?
Strike! Lay bare! Worship! Lay waste!
We are justice! No problem!? Demolition.I relentlessly criticize others for their one-time mistake.
Hanging one demon after another, I trick others into thinking that I am justice.How much longer are you going to keep falling, while the people around you watch coldly?
How much farther are you going to keep falling, all while pushing your responsibilities onto others?I have no interest in probing into the truth of the matter.
It doesn't matter whom I attack, as long as I get to criticize them.
I get angry, I envy, I resent, and I feel jealous.
You are the one at fault here, not me!I can't do anything when I'm alone,
but if I were to make a racket with others, nothing will be scary to me.
I lamented, I cursed, I recruited others, and I ridiculed.
Somehow I was able to feel important and admirable.You feel refreshed? Ah, is that right?
Are all of you satisfied with everything, then?
Sing! Dance! Make noise! Laugh!
Other people's misfortune tastes like honey.Releasing some stress sure feels thrilling,
but you'd be crazy to think that's the purpose of life.
Run! Spin! Scream! Shout!
Strike! Lay bare! Worship! Lay waste!
Gouge! Break! Shatter! Kill!
Whom should I target as my next prey? It's a mystery.We are in unison in this dissolute world.
This unwished-for destruction shall serve as the admonition.