Gin apos iro Konpeitou Gakudan - Butoukai ni Sayonara lyrics
rate me<b>Butoukai ni Sayonara</b> by <i>Gin&apos;iro Konpeitou Gakudan</i><br />hirogaru&nbsp;yami&nbsp;no&nbsp;naka&nbsp;ni&nbsp;kuroku&nbsp;sobietatsu&nbsp;o-shiro kon'ya&nbsp;wa&nbsp;mekakushi&nbsp;nado&nbsp;o-tori&nbsp;ni&nbsp;natte rousoku&nbsp;tomosu&nbsp;naka&nbsp;ni&nbsp;aoku&nbsp;kagayaku&nbsp;honoo&nbsp;yo butoukai&nbsp;e&nbsp;youkoso,&nbsp;joou&nbsp;ni&nbsp;sasowaretegyaku-saisei&nbsp;sareru&nbsp;jouka&nbsp;machi&nbsp;no&nbsp;naka&nbsp;ni mitsukeru&nbsp;kubitsuri&nbsp;no&nbsp;dokuro-tsuki&nbsp;ringo&nbsp;no&nbsp;ki kumonosu&nbsp;ni&nbsp;tareru&nbsp;hito&nbsp;&nbsp;guru-gururu&nbsp;mawaru iki&nbsp;ga&nbsp;dekinai&nbsp;keredo&nbsp;kokochi&nbsp;no&nbsp;yoi&nbsp;mama&nbsp;desayonara&nbsp;kakehajimeta&nbsp;tsuki&nbsp;yo&nbsp;&nbsp;mushi&nbsp;ni&nbsp;kuwareta&nbsp;tsuki&nbsp;yo koko&nbsp;wa&nbsp;kaketa&nbsp;tsuki&nbsp;no&nbsp;oukoku&nbsp;&nbsp;haseru&nbsp;senbiki&nbsp;no&nbsp;usagi sayonara&nbsp;kakehajimeta&nbsp;tsuki&nbsp;yo&nbsp;&nbsp;hikari&nbsp;ni&nbsp;miirareta&nbsp;mono asu&nbsp;wa&nbsp;michita&nbsp;tsuki&nbsp;no&nbsp;oukoku&nbsp;&nbsp;takeru&nbsp;hyappiki&nbsp;no&nbsp;ookami&nbsp;yome&nbsp;o&nbsp;otte&nbsp;shimaisou&nbsp;na&nbsp;hodo&nbsp;kirei&nbsp;na&nbsp;tsuki konpeki&nbsp;no&nbsp;yami&nbsp;ni&nbsp;kuchiyuku&nbsp;konjiki&nbsp;no&nbsp;chou genkaku&nbsp;no&nbsp;fuchi&nbsp;ni&nbsp;miezaru&nbsp;kyoufu&nbsp;no&nbsp;naka watashitachi&nbsp;no&nbsp;sekai&nbsp;wa&nbsp;houkai&nbsp;shite&nbsp;yukufuuka&nbsp;shita&nbsp;onpu&nbsp;&nbsp;kokoro&nbsp;ni&nbsp;wa&nbsp;nani&nbsp;ga&nbsp;nokoru&nbsp;no&nbsp;darou tousui&nbsp;kaiki&nbsp;no&nbsp;owari&nbsp;ni&nbsp;miru&nbsp;&nbsp;ten&nbsp;no&nbsp;kaidan&nbsp;no&nbsp;imi kono&nbsp;saki&nbsp;ni&nbsp;mieru&nbsp;kodoku&nbsp;no&nbsp;oka&nbsp;&nbsp;hoshi&nbsp;ga&nbsp;matataku&nbsp;yoru&nbsp;ni bokura&nbsp;no&nbsp;sonzai&nbsp;no&nbsp;imi&nbsp;&nbsp;tenohira&nbsp;de&nbsp;ukabu&nbsp;sora&nbsp;no&nbsp;naka&nbsp;desayonara&nbsp;kakete&nbsp;shimau&nbsp;tsuki&nbsp;yo&nbsp;&nbsp;mushibamitsuzukeru&nbsp;tsuki&nbsp;yo soko&nbsp;wa&nbsp;kaketa&nbsp;tsuki&nbsp;no&nbsp;oukoku&nbsp;&nbsp;toride&nbsp;to&nbsp;saigo&nbsp;no&nbsp;tsurugi sayonara&nbsp;kakete&nbsp;shimau&nbsp;tsuki&nbsp;yo&nbsp;&nbsp;miezaru&nbsp;kyoufu&nbsp;no&nbsp;naka&nbsp;de soko&nbsp;wa&nbsp;kaketa&nbsp;tsuki&nbsp;no&nbsp;oukoku&nbsp;&nbsp;senritsu&nbsp;to&nbsp;minikuki&nbsp;himetachi
English translation
A&nbsp;black&nbsp;colossal&nbsp;castle&nbsp;stands&nbsp;within&nbsp;the&nbsp;expanding&nbsp;darkness. Tonight,&nbsp;please&nbsp;take&nbsp;off&nbsp;your&nbsp;blindfold&nbsp;and&nbsp;other&nbsp;things. A&nbsp;bright&nbsp;blue&nbsp;flame&nbsp;is&nbsp;blazing&nbsp;among&nbsp;the&nbsp;candles&nbsp;being&nbsp;lit&nbsp;up. Welcome&nbsp;to&nbsp;the&nbsp;dance&nbsp;ball,&nbsp;at&nbsp;the&nbsp;invitation&nbsp;of&nbsp;the&nbsp;queen.Near&nbsp;the&nbsp;castle,&nbsp;in&nbsp;the&nbsp;town&nbsp;that's&nbsp;being&nbsp;replayed&nbsp;backwards, you'll&nbsp;find&nbsp;apple&nbsp;trees&nbsp;with&nbsp;skeletons&nbsp;hung&nbsp;by&nbsp;their&nbsp;neck. The&nbsp;people&nbsp;drooping&nbsp;from&nbsp;the&nbsp;spiderwebs&nbsp;pendulate&nbsp;in&nbsp;circles, and&nbsp;although&nbsp;it's&nbsp;hard&nbsp;for&nbsp;them&nbsp;to&nbsp;breathe,&nbsp;it&nbsp;sure&nbsp;feels&nbsp;pleasant.Goodbye,&nbsp;waning&nbsp;moon,&nbsp;you&nbsp;are&nbsp;being&nbsp;gnawed&nbsp;away&nbsp;by&nbsp;the&nbsp;worms. This&nbsp;is&nbsp;the&nbsp;kingdom&nbsp;of&nbsp;a&nbsp;waned&nbsp;moon,&nbsp;where&nbsp;thousands&nbsp;of&nbsp;rabbits&nbsp;hop&nbsp;across. Goodbye,&nbsp;waning&nbsp;moon.&nbsp;I&nbsp;am&nbsp;hopelessly&nbsp;entranced&nbsp;by&nbsp;your&nbsp;light. Tomorrow&nbsp;will&nbsp;be&nbsp;the&nbsp;kingdom&nbsp;of&nbsp;a&nbsp;full&nbsp;moon,&nbsp;where&nbsp;hundreds&nbsp;of&nbsp;wolves&nbsp;rampage.The&nbsp;moon&nbsp;is&nbsp;so&nbsp;exquisite&nbsp;that&nbsp;nobody&nbsp;can&nbsp;gaze&nbsp;directly&nbsp;at&nbsp;it. Some&nbsp;golden&nbsp;butterflies&nbsp;slowly&nbsp;rot&nbsp;away&nbsp;in&nbsp;the&nbsp;azure&nbsp;darkness. Within&nbsp;the&nbsp;invisible&nbsp;terror&nbsp;at&nbsp;the&nbsp;abyss&nbsp;of&nbsp;the&nbsp;hallucination, our&nbsp;world&nbsp;begins&nbsp;to&nbsp;crumble&nbsp;away&nbsp;gradually.With&nbsp;the&nbsp;musical&nbsp;notes&nbsp;eroded,&nbsp;what&nbsp;will&nbsp;be&nbsp;left&nbsp;in&nbsp;our&nbsp;heart? The&nbsp;meaning&nbsp;of&nbsp;the&nbsp;stairway&nbsp;to&nbsp;heaven&nbsp;can&nbsp;be&nbsp;seen&nbsp;at&nbsp;the&nbsp;end&nbsp;of&nbsp;our&nbsp;intoxication. A&nbsp;desolate&nbsp;hill&nbsp;can&nbsp;be&nbsp;seen&nbsp;ahead&nbsp;of&nbsp;us,&nbsp;under&nbsp;the&nbsp;star-strewn&nbsp;night. The&nbsp;meaning&nbsp;of&nbsp;our&nbsp;existence&nbsp;is&nbsp;right&nbsp;in&nbsp;the&nbsp;sky&nbsp;that&nbsp;floats&nbsp;on&nbsp;our&nbsp;palm.Goodbye,&nbsp;waning&nbsp;moon,&nbsp;we&nbsp;are&nbsp;not&nbsp;done&nbsp;devouring&nbsp;you&nbsp;yet. That&nbsp;is&nbsp;the&nbsp;kingdom&nbsp;of&nbsp;a&nbsp;waned&nbsp;moon,&nbsp;with&nbsp;a&nbsp;fortress&nbsp;and&nbsp;a&nbsp;final&nbsp;sword&nbsp;left. Goodbye,&nbsp;waning&nbsp;moon,&nbsp;within&nbsp;the&nbsp;invisible&nbsp;terror. That&nbsp;is&nbsp;the&nbsp;kingdom&nbsp;of&nbsp;a&nbsp;waned&nbsp;moon,&nbsp;where&nbsp;unsightly&nbsp;princesses&nbsp;dance&nbsp;to&nbsp;the&nbsp;melody.
