Tsumetaku
Kooritsuita tsuki no kakera ga
Furisosogu you ni
Hitori no yoru ga ochite kuru
Namida to
Egao no kamen ni kakusareta
Hontou no kokoro wa itsu shika
Doko ka ni okisari de
Raito no naka de enjite 'ru
Nakushita hazu no yorokobi wo
Wasureta hazu no kanashimi wo
Kodoku wo enji-tsuzukete 'ru
Tatoeba yume ni tsukarete mo
Uragirareta ai demo
Kokoro wa kuuhaku no mama de
Omoide sae mo nokosezu
Mitsumeru dake no doukeshi...
Mou sugu
Raito wo abite aruite iku
Itsuwari wo daite
Kondo mo kaaten wa agaru
Namida to
Egao no kage ni tatazunde 'ru
Hontou no kokoro wa jibun wo
Nuritsubushite 'ru dake
Nagai jikan wo enjite 'ru
Tooku ni suteta yorokobi wo
Tojikomete kita kanashimi wo
Tsukutta hohoemi ni nosete
Chiisa na hitomi ga kagayaku
Kodomo-tachi no kansei
Tsukurimono wo shinjirareru
Sunao na kokoro no mae ni
Kamen wa kuzurete ochiru
Ai sareru koto ni funare de
Ai shikata mo shiranai
Tatta ichi-do no kagayaki de
Kokoro ni nani ka oboreru
Namida wo shitta doukeshi...
Namida wo shitta doukeshi... |
My night of
Solitude comes falling down
As if pouring down
From the frozen crescent moon
My true heart,
That was hidden behind a
Mask of tears and smiles,
Was somewhere, sometime, left behind
I'm acting in the spotlight
The happiness I thought I had lost
The sadness I thought I had forgotten
The solitude I continue to act them out
Even if I'm tired of dreaming
Even if my love has been betrayed
I am a clown, with my empty heart,
Without even any memories,
Only looking on
Soon I will
Walk out into the spotlight
Embracing the lies
Tonight, again, the curtain will rise
I am lingering
In the shadow of tears and smiles
My true heart is only
Painting over myself
I have been acting for so long
The happiness I was sure I had thrown away
The sadness I had locked away.
I create a smile and put it on
The sensitivity of the children
Whose small eyes sparkle...
Before the accepting hearts
That would believe any invented thing
My mask crumbles and falls
I am so inexperienced in being loved
I don't know how to give love, either.
A clown that for just one sparkling
Moment felt something well up in his heart
And knew what it meant to cry...
clown that knew what it meant to cry... |