ELECTROCUTICA - 006F86 lyrics

rate me

<b>#006F86</b> by <i>ELECTROCUTICA</i><br />ashi wa kuukyo de

itsu kara ka higeki e to katamukete ita

naita umi kara

shizumu fune sayaka tabidateta keredodoku ga haizuri

se o mukete ishi o nagete mo kawarezu ni

nami ga kousa suru

kinshitsu wa mamoru mono sae erabanaisaisho wa omoikomi demo ureshikute

kanchigai, kyouhaku, surechigai e"naze wakariaenai"

irekawaru muki kare to onnaji

kizukenakutegomennasai dake ga

arigatou no utakagi o hiraite boku wa matataku

fuyu ni chikazuku kimi o sagashitasaisho wa omoikomi demo ureshikute

kanchigai, moumoku, surechigai e"naze wakariaenai"

irekawaru saki kimi to furete

kizuketa karaboku wa mawasu, dakara

arigatou wa mada--mayoi o hakujin de nurikaete

genkai made hashirinukeruishi no moto ni kiri no AURUM

egen, hanki no REVERSUStsumugu, omoi no yurikago

kimi to, boku to, karera no

yurikago e

English translation

With my limbs being made of hollow foam,

before I knew it I was leaning into a tragedy.

A sinking ark from the wailing ocean, at night,

came to the end of its journey, but embarked on a new one.I keep on crawling by myself;

even if I turn my back on them, or throw rocks or myself into them,

the ocean waves will still intermingle with one another as usual.

A golden comb will not have the option even to choose its guardian.Initially I was content with my biased imagination,

but then it changed into misunderstanding, coercion, and disconnection."Why are we unable to understand each other?"

Steering to a different direction, his words are strikingly similar to his arboreal ark,

but I am unable to take notice of this fact,so in the end, his apology has morphed

into a song of gratitude.Blinking my eyes, I open the lock.

While a forlorn winter approached, I was searching for you.Initially I was content with my reliance on you,

but then it changed into misunderstanding, blind devotion, and disconnection."Why are we unable to mend our differences and go back to the way we used to be?"

You were switching to a different goal, and while swaying together with you,

since I was able to take notice of your new destination,I shall be the one steering now,

so no expression of gratitude yet--Painting over the dark night of hesitation with a white blade of foam,

we sail full speed ahead towards the limit.At the base of my will is an aureate gem of the mist;

it's a reversus (reversal of situation) by my wisdom eye and my banner of revolt.We now weave out a cradle of memories,

a cradle, shaped as a perfect triangle,

just like the relationship among you, me, and them.