ELECTROCUTICA - Triplaneta lyrics

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--koi shite'ta koto naraba"doko de mo ii yo tadoritsukeru nara"

fumishimete fuan

yubi de kakaete mayou michi mo nai

hoho o matsu hikariuso kanaetara

demo shiawase de

ima kusunda suna ga koboreru

nara hanbun dake da yo

fukaku ni shizumikomu kizu ni naruafureta kaze ni noru

amairo no koukai

egao ga akiru hodo kudaita

chiisana yume hanekaerukomiageru uta

ki o mawase asuteroid

toomawari wa imi ga nai tte

yurusu koto nakatta aki no hiaishite mo oikakete--hoshi tsukametara

tada kiekakete

ima tameshita netsu ga tsuranuku

mou hanbun dake da yo

usumaru asayake o matsu bakarikasureta iki ni naru

nakusareta hyoukai

shoujiki ni fureru hodo yasashii

wazuka na yume miushinaumisekake no sora

te o nigiru puranetoid

atomodori wa nigete'nai tte

egake mo shinakatta fuyu no hi"doko de mo yukou tadoritsukeru kara"

yurikago o motome

English translation

--To say that I was once in love..."Anywhere is fine, as long as we can arrive there eventually."

Treading firmly on our uneasiness at midnight,

clutch with our fingers the stellar hues,

which have been guiding us, and painting all over our cheeks.If even lies can come true,

then I guess I can be happy.

Now the darkened coral grains will dissipate,

although only half of them will disappear.

They sink down deeper and deeper, turning into wounds.The volcanic ash of regret, with a sandy color just like the rain,

drifts freely away with the gushing winds.

After having been shattered by our fed-up smiles,

my small dream is now springing back to life.While the soundless songs well up,

spin these trees, oh the anxious asteroids up in the sky.

Since taking a longer way round is pointless,

I became fed up with those bright autumn days of early rising....I chased after love, but ended up bruised and beaten--Even if I were to seize some star crumbs,

they will merely just fade away eventually.

After trying, I still have some heat and energy left in me,

but only half as much as what I originally had.

I merely keep on waiting for the dissipating morning glow.While the abandoned glacial sea

slowly changes into hoarse breathings,

I begin to lose sight of my small dream,

which has been so gentle to touch and felt so real.In the ostentatiously iridescent night sky,

the planetoids are holding my hands tightly.

Asserting that to turn back is not the same as to run away,

I was unable to sketch these wintry days of dissolution."Anywhere is fine; we'll be able to arrive there eventually."

Now search for the cradle shaped as a perfect triangle.