Dear Vocalist - WRONG English Translation
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venvenLyrics: Iwasaki Daisuke
Composition: R・O・N
On a night where I can't even face the mirror, chewing on grimy meat
The first man scattering about blends in with the rest, and starts to work
There's no meaning to us breathing the same air
I scream the words “I'm sorry for being alive,”
And retreat into the town, like always
I'm constantly looking for people's approval
If it were my foolish self that dared to dream
That day I was stabbed, the things I did WRONG
Piled up with every lying, deceiving smile I gave
Though I've lost the sky of my homeland
For some reason, my willpower is as weak as ever—…
I pretend to get along with Mama, because boys like that kind of girl
Inside this innately loveless composition, the ferryboat swings and sways
Oh sweet memories, blocked by a bed of
thorns
I pray that you could wake up to a beautiful morning when you overcome them
If I could thrust my hips on top of someone
Even this forgotten day is WRONG
From the bottom of my hurting, suffering heart
Full of nothing but uncertainty
Will you still love me once you grow tired of me?
Your eye into the socket of mine
Let's gouge it out, put it in, and watch the tears flow
Now we understand each other a little better
So let's share a kiss, leaving no room for lies
That day I was stabbed, the things I did WRONG
Piled up with every lying, deceiving smile I gave
Though I've lost the sky of my homeland
For some reason, my willpower is as weak as ever—…
A fierce love that makes my blood tingle
Even if I choose someone else one day
I’ll still think of you on this night
I can never go back to that scent that slipped away from me
I want to go back.
Notes:
1- If they weren't using the word “wrong” as a title I would've probably changed it to mistake or error because he's clearly using it as a noun here 😔 I also feel like some of these sentences are really awkward because I insist on making them match the original akdhdhehdhfj
2- There's a biblical analysis of this song.
Composition: R・O・N
On a night where I can't even face the mirror, chewing on grimy meat
The first man scattering about blends in with the rest, and starts to work
There's no meaning to us breathing the same air
I scream the words “I'm sorry for being alive,”
And retreat into the town, like always
I'm constantly looking for people's approval
If it were my foolish self that dared to dream
That day I was stabbed, the things I did WRONG
Piled up with every lying, deceiving smile I gave
Though I've lost the sky of my homeland
For some reason, my willpower is as weak as ever—…
I pretend to get along with Mama, because boys like that kind of girl
Inside this innately loveless composition, the ferryboat swings and sways
Oh sweet memories, blocked by a bed of
thorns
I pray that you could wake up to a beautiful morning when you overcome them
If I could thrust my hips on top of someone
Even this forgotten day is WRONG
From the bottom of my hurting, suffering heart
Full of nothing but uncertainty
Will you still love me once you grow tired of me?
Your eye into the socket of mine
Let's gouge it out, put it in, and watch the tears flow
Now we understand each other a little better
So let's share a kiss, leaving no room for lies
That day I was stabbed, the things I did WRONG
Piled up with every lying, deceiving smile I gave
Though I've lost the sky of my homeland
For some reason, my willpower is as weak as ever—…
A fierce love that makes my blood tingle
Even if I choose someone else one day
I’ll still think of you on this night
I can never go back to that scent that slipped away from me
I want to go back.
Notes:
1- If they weren't using the word “wrong” as a title I would've probably changed it to mistake or error because he's clearly using it as a noun here 😔 I also feel like some of these sentences are really awkward because I insist on making them match the original akdhdhehdhfj
2- There's a biblical analysis of this song.
