Ca sĩ: Ecosystem Album: Gintama OP 2 2011

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kitai no ura ni wa, yosoudoori no munashi sa
amarini mo tsuyosugite ukeire sagyou ni jikan wo kutte
fuguai de hidoi zutsuu kara mawaru hibi
hitotsu mo hai nante nokoshicha ikenai
memai ga suru hodo, mabushii ano sekai
surudoku mune ni tsukisasaru yo
torimidashite konya nemurenai
mune ga zawatsuite
hanshinhangi oyoi de miru no mo,
warukunai yo uso bakari no naka
donna basho demo jibun wa kawaryashinai no ni
futsuu no shiawase, futsuu no kurashi, futsuutte nani?
memai ga suru hodo, kiserareta ano sekai
damashiai ada ni natte sore de ii no?
torimidashite konya nukedashita
yowane zenbu hakidashite
nakitai no ni, nakenai riyuu wa,
mada owaranai boku no yume no naka
memai ga suru hodo, hirogaru ano sekai
kanarazu, tsukamu tame koko ni tatteru yo
torimidashite konya kake dashita
sunaosa wa kazaranai de
soshite omomuki ita mama, ikinasai
saishuuteki ni motomeru no ha kimi no ude no naka ga ii
iganderu koe yo, hai ni natte

The other side of hope is as expected, emptiness.
Far too strong for me, the work I accept eats up all my time.
My malfunctioned head aches severely as the emptiness passes by.
It must not leave even a speck of ash behind.
The vertigo is so extreme, that dazzling world
Sharply runs through my chest.
Scattering about distracted, I cannot sleep tonight;
My chest is creating a stir.
As for trying to swim half in doubt,
It is not so bad, deep in all these lies.
No matter the place, I myself still never change.
Ordinarily happy, ordinarily living, but actually what is ordinary?
The vertigo is so extreme, that gilded world
We deceive each other becoming enemies; is that okay?
Scattering about distracted, I slipped away tonight
Throwing up all those complaints.
Wanting to cry, however, there is a reason not to;
It is not yet over inside my dream.
The vertigo is so intense, that broadened world
To seize it by all means, I stand right here.
Scattering about distracted, I dashed forth tonight
Do not decorate honesty
And, appearing just as you are, please live on.
Finally demanding, what is within your arms is good enough.
Oh distorted voice, become ashes.