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| 目に映るもの全てを 信じていた 壊れる事があるなんて 思いもせずに でもその実 それは単なる“見せかけ”で その中ではもう既に 壊れていた ねえ 僕は この世界に真実 望まれて生まれてきたのかな？ そんなに 優しくしないで 僕はあまり 人に愛され慣れてないんだ でも そんな事言ってるくせに 誰よりも 強く愛されたいと 望んでる・・・ いつも僕は 心のどこかで冷めてて 優しさをはねつける 弱い自分がいた なのに人に 見放されてしまうのが怖くて 誰かがくれる愛情に すがりついていた・・・ ねえ 僕は 君の温かさに 触れる資格なんてあるのかな？ |
生きている事に ただ疲れて 何も見えなくなっている 自分が見えた でも 誰かの喜ぶ顔が見たい 僕が生きてる 価値を感じたい その夜 僕は夢を見た 大きな鳥になって 羽ばたいてた 背中には あの人をのせて あの人は 笑ってた・・・ 僕にはそれが 無性に嬉しかったんだ 目に映るカタチは 壊れたけど 揺るぎないものを 僕が作り出すんだ 潰れそうな夜は 君を想う 君がここにいる事を 念（おもう）よ 「僕」も「君」も 最後は独りだけど 僕は 君の眠れない夜を知っている・・・だから 潰れそうな夜は 思い出すよ もがいてる 誰かがいる事を |
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詞／曲・三上ちさこ
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me ni utsuru mono subete wo shinjiteita kowareru koto ga aru nante omoi mo sezu ni demo sono jitsu sore ha tan naru "misekake" de sono naka de ha mou sute ni kowareteita nee boku ha kono sekai ni shinjitsu nozomarete umaretekita no ka na? sonna ni yasashiku shinai de boku ha amari hito ni aisarenaretenain da demo sonna koto itteru kuse ni dare yori mo tsuyoku aisaretai to nozonderu... itsumo boku ha kokoro no dokoka de sametete yasashisa o ha hanetsukeru yowai jibun ga ita na no ni hito ni mihanasareteshimau no ga kowakute dareka ga kureru aijou ni sugaritsuiteta... nee boku ha kimi no atatakasa ni fureru shikaku nante aru no ka na? |
ikiteiru koto ni tada tsukarete nanimo mienakunatteiru jibun ga mieta demo dareka no yorokobu kao ga mitai boku ga ikiteru kachi wo kanjitai sono yoru boku ha yume wo mita ookina tori ni natte habataiteta senaka ni ha ano hito ni nosete ano hito ha waratteta... boku ni ha sore ga mushou ni ureshikattan da me ni utsuru katachi ha kowareta kedo yuruginai mono wo boku ga tsukuridasun da tsuburesou na yoru ha kimi wo omou kimi ga koko ni iru koto wo omou yo. "boku" mo "kimi" mo saigo ha hitori dakedo boku ha kimi no nemurenai yoru wo shitteiru...dakara tsuburesou na yoru ha omoidasu yo. mogaiteru dareka ga iru koto wo. Romaji By: Brian Stewart |
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(Plastic Room and The Rainy Garden) |
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I believed everything I saw. Not even considering that some things were broken. but that truth, that was merely "for show", inside of it, somethings were already broken. say, did the earth really wish me to be born? don't be so kind to me, I'm not really used to being loved by someone. but even though I say that, I want to be loved more strongly than anyone else. Always, somewhere in my heart I'm cold, there's this weak me, that refuses kindness. but still, I'm afraid people will stop paying attention to me, so I latched on to the love they give. Say, do I have the right to be touched by your warmth? |
I saw myself, tired of living, unable to see anything around me, but, I want to see the happy faces of someone, I want to feel my life is worth something. That night I had a dream that I became a big bird and flew away that person riding my back, and that person laughing.... that made me inexplicably happy. the shapes I see are broken but, I'll make something unbreakable. on nights I feel l'm going to break down I think of you. I wish for you here, now with me. In the end "you" and "I" will be alone but, I know about those nights you can't sleep... so on the nights I felt I would breakdown I remember that there's someone else writihing out there |
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words/music: chisako MIKAMI
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website: centigrade-J