1582 (концертная версия BTR 2009)

Shihaisareru yubisaki made
Kuruoshi hodo shibirete
Atama no naka kowarete yuku
Watashi wa ima naze doko
Me no mae kara hikari ga kie
Towa no nemuri SHI demo

Sasoi monku
Akai sono kuchibiru

Shibireru kokoro odoru midarete yuku
Sono chi ni oborete somaru

Mihatenu chi ni mukau me wa
Nani wo utsushi [bad word] yuku no?
Douka douka watakushi wo
Sono te de tsukande ite

Tomo ni kizamu haritachi ni
Oku no hou wo kamishimete
Zutto zutto samenu yo ni
Mune ni te wo ate negau Ai wo

Kizu darake no karada sae mo
Sono chi abite ieru sa
Yokubou dake yume wo mite
Tsuki susumu sa SHI demo

Kizu wo iyasu kusuri kimochi ii no
Awai hikari [bad word] Modorenaku tomo

Kono chi wo [bad word] somare

Wa ga miru yume oikakete
Chitte itta [bad word] yo
Douka douka samenu yo ni
Mune ni te wo ate negau

Kodoku wo kanashimu hime yo
Ichibyou goto ni iro wo kaete
Zutto zutto kono me ni [bad word] sono omoi Ai ka

(Sasoi monku
Kizu wo iyasu)

Mihatenu chi ni mukau me wa
Nani wo utsushi [bad word] yuku no?
Douka douka watakushi wo
Sono te de tsukande ite

Tomo ni kizamu haritachi ni
Oku no hou wo kamishimete
Zutto zutto samenu yo ni
Mune ni te wo ate negau

Anata to no hibi yume mite
Chitte itta [bad word] mo
Douka douka samenu yo ni
Mune ni te wo ate negau

Yasashii no yara nan na no ka
Ichibyou goto ni iro wo kaeru
Zutto zutto watakushi wo
Sono te de tsukannde ite Ai de

ENGLISH

I'm being controlled all the way to my fingertips
Becoming insanely numb
Inside my head I'm breaking down
Where am I now and why?
The light before my eyes disappears
Permanent sleep, even shhh.. [*1]

Tempting complaints
Those scarlet lips

The pounding of my numbing heart becomes disrupted
Stain yourself by drowning in that blood

Eyes facing neverending lands
What do they reflect?
Please, please hold me with those hands

As the hands of the clock overlap
I contemplate my inner ways
I touch my hands to my chest and wish with love
That I'll never wake up

Even this body littered with wounds
Can wash away that blood and heal
Dreaming of only desire
I plunge forward, even if shhh.. [*1]

The drug that heals my wound feels good
It douses the pale light
Which surely won't come back

Spill this blood and bathe in it

Chasing our dreams
They're scattered stars
I touch my hands to my chest and wish
That I please, please won't wake up

Oh princess mourning for loneliness
Change the colour every second
For these eyes will express
those feelings for a long, long time
Is it love?

(Tempting complaints
Heal the wound)

Eyes facing neverending lands
What do they reflect?
Please, please hold me with those hands