PointFive 5 - Hoshikuzu YUUTOPIA lyrics

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<b>Hoshikuzu YUUTOPIA</b> by <i>PointFive(.5)</i><br />kyou mo yozora ni ukabeta higenjitsu no naka

makkuro na kyanbasu ni hoshi o egakuseijaku, meguru honnou to sugaru beki nanika

mata hibikiwataru tenshi no sakebikanaderu himei wa haitoku no shirabe

(hakanaku chiri yuku sekai de)

kirei na hoshizora o kirisaite furaseta namidamaiodoru hoshikuzu nagameta yoru wa mada waratte'ta

naite ita iki o shite itaseijaku, nagareru jikan to mamoru beki nanika

utsurikonda fuan to ibitsu na tsukiegaita kibou wa musaishoku no hana

(hakanaku chiri yuku sekai de)

todokanu hoshizora miagetekoborete shimaisou na hoshikuzu

kiete shimawanu you ni mamotte'ta

negatte'ta shiawase dattamoshimo sora ga hagareochite mo

nando de mo nuritsubuseru kara

kono rasen no nakakanaderu himei wa haitoku no shirabe

(hakanaku chiri yuku sekai de)

kirei na hoshizora o kirisaite furaseta namida

kagayaita omoimaiodoru hoshikuzu egaita kono machi de

waratte'ru naite iru ikite irukyou mo mata yozora ni egaita higenjitsu

nani mo ka mo nogareyou no nai genjitsu

English translation

Today, too, I'm floating in the night sky, shrouded in fantasies,

as I sketch more stars onto the pitch-black canvas.Silence, returning instincts, something that I should rely on,

and once again an angel's yell echoing across from afar.That angelic shriek was a melody of corruption,

(in this transient disintegrating world,)

as it cleaved the grand starry sky and made me shed tears.On that night I was gazing at the dancing stardust,

as I laughed, cried, and breathed.Silence, non-stopping time, something that I should protect,

reflected uneasiness, and a distorted moon.I sketched my hopes as colorless flowers,

(in this transient disintegrating world,)

as I looked up at the unreachable starry sky.In order that the stardust won't fade away,

I kept my eyes on them,

made my wishes, and felt very happy.Even if the sky's color peels and falls off,

I will repaint it as many times as needed,

within this spiral.That angelic shriek was a melody of corruption,

(in this transient disintegrating world,)

as it cleaved the grand starry sky and made me shed tears.

Oh what brilliant feelings!I was sketching the dancing stardust in this utopia,

where I am laughing, crying, and living.Today, too, I'm sketching fantasies onto the night sky.

This is a real world where nothing will ever escape from me.