[translation] 道化 (douke) - 己龍 (kiryu)

douke – clown

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sore wa oto mo naku kuzurete yagate doukoku de umetsukusare

exhausted of being covered by grief, eventually I crumble making no sound

odayaka ni yosete wa kaesu hakike no umi

In a sea of nausea that gently retreat

kuchi wo hirakeba afurete shimau hari to ito de mono iwanu you ni

If I open my mouth everything will overflow. As a thread in a needle

nuitsukete hoshii kokkei ni kazaritsukete hoshii

I want to sew, want to adorn myself with fun

boro no you ni kuchihatete dore hodo uchihishigareyou tomo

I get rotten as worn-out clothes, stricken with grief

shinenu nara shisuru sono hi made watashi wa watashi wo nasou

If I don't die, I'll become myself till the day I die

oshitsubusarete katachi nakushita usuppera na watashi wo warae

They laugh on me in a cheap way, with no form and crushed

kotonoha ni naki kotonone wo naki namida ni oboreru kurai nara

If they are drowning in tears I sing the sound of words, I suffer in poetry

subete nomihoshite kigafureru kurai de ii

We drink all that is good to go mad

sore de koso watashi wa douke

Essentially, I am a clown

hagan no ura no ura no ura uso to makoto nuritakutta

from behind, behind, behind a big smile the lie and true is bedaub

mienu you ni misenu you ni kaeriminu you ni

As it was invisible, as if it couldn't be showed, as if couldn't be reflected

watashi no kewai de kigeki wo kyoujite itadaketa no nara

As if I can amuse a funny show with my make up

"mata no okoshi kokoro yori omachi moushiagemasu"

"hope to see ya again, from my heart"

kirikizamarete katachi nakushita barabara na watashi wo warae

They laugh on me in a scattered way, with no form and minced

itai no wa iya tsurai no wa iya kiyasuku furerareru no mo iya

I hate to be touched for this cheap feeling, I hate the pain, I hate the sore

dakara mettazashi okinodoku na kizashi

So I stab repeatedly any sign of pity

sore de koso watashi wa douke

Essentially, I am a clown

dare mo kare mo nozomi kobami mayoi madou wa saga

Our nature confuses us, make we hesitate and reject everybody’s hopes

are mo kore mo dore mo sore mo mina chigau no ga saga

He, this, that, everybody have different natures

watashi ga watashi dearu koto ooi ni waraimashou

I am myself, let's laugh a lot

itsu itsumademo watashi ga watashi de ikite ikemasu you ni

and I will keep being myself for a long time

oshitsubusarete katachi nakushita usuppera na watashi wo warae

They laugh on me in a cheap way, with no form and crushed

kotonoha ni naki kotonone wo naki namida ni oboreru kurai nara

If they are drowning in tears I sing the sound of words, I suffer in poetry

subete nomihoshite kigafureru kurai de ii

We drink all that is good to go mad

sore de koso watashi wa douke

Essentially, I am a clown

dakara mettazashi okinodoku na kizashi

So I stab repeatedly any sign of pity

sore de koso watashi wa douke

Essentially, I am a clown