2020-04-08 21:09:07 -07:00
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[[!meta title="Sincuvate"]]
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I have been waiting four years for someone to upload the lyrics to
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this so I could translate it. Yay!
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2020-04-14 18:35:03 -07:00
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# Japanese
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目醒めた 夢現の瞳
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混ざり合うピグメントのように闇に融けてゆく
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光を探して喚き出す鼓動を 沈め眼を閉ざした
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ああ この世界に生み落されたのは定めだと
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刻み付ける度 朽ちてくその手で
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閉ざした 殻を穿て
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螺旋に絡まった二つの糸は
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互いに引き合い二色の物語を織る
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ひび割れた隙間に差し込む光を 塞ぎ眼を背けた
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ああ この世界に生きていることは過ちじゃないと
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信じることさえ、忘れた心に応えて
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仮初めでいい
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ああ この世界に生み落されたのは定めだと
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刻み付ける度 朽ちてくその手で
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閉ざした （殻を穿って）
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ああ この世界に生きていることは過ちじゃないと
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信じることさえ、忘れた心に応えて
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# English
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2020-04-08 21:09:07 -07:00
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Awoken / My eyes still seeing dreams
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Melting the darkness like mixed pigments
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My screaming heart is searching for light / My sunken eyes shut
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Ah, being born in this world is just fate they say.
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Every time I try to make my mark, it's just forgotten, and those hands
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clasped together. Crack your shell.
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In a helix, two strings twine together,
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and pull together, weaving the story of a dichromatic pair.
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In a small crack, the flowing light... / Shut eyes looked away.
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Ah, being alive in this world is no mistake they say.
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Even if it's just something I say to myself, my forgotten heart responds...
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for a moment would be fine.
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Ah, being born in this world is just fate they say.
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Every time I try to make my mark, it's just forgotten, and those hands
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clasped together. (Crack your shell...)
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Ah, being alive in this world is no mistake they say.
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Even if it's just something I say to myself, my forgotten heart responds.
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