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バルさんの魅力全開な、儚いけれども力強い歌声がもうGood!

今回はこの曲を英訳してみました
いつもながらの稚拙英訳ですが、今回は歌詞の流れに合っているように訳してみました、どうなんだろうか?

サビの部分がとっても楽しいです、そこだけは綺麗にリズムに乗って歌える感じになってます



☆英訳歌詞(Lyrics Translated in English)
Ah, I’m through with you. I cried in vain.
Maybe I am hated. That is it.
Then, let's kill my face that pretends to be good and beautiful.

And
"The thing that I am horrible and alone is seen through, isn't it? "
I said.
Even if love bloom there,
it will be blasted.

I'm going to be broken down and you are wrong.
Repeatedly crying and I get drowned.

I don't call you, listen to you,I only hate you.
I don't cry, have love, I only run away.
At first, at last, if you don't find my signals,I will sleep alone.

I'm not interested in you, believe in you, anyhow you'll disappear.
It's too late, there is nothing,including meaning of living.
I don't feel, the brain itself, going bad and dying. I talk myself alone.

"Umm…I'm tired out." The words I uttered.
They are floating in the air, and softly they reminds.
I am used to being in the situation that I don't do anything by now.

And I sighed I don't have gifts and love.
Probably I envy me pretending.
As our relation are broken down,
I'd like to disappear.

There is nothing for it but to lose you,
I don't have feelings I take you back.
Again, I , alone, am going to rust here.

I wasted it, Today I live in. Is there a compensation?
Being annihilated may be only my delusion.
Thinking wrong, feeling happy, I look like as if fortune remains in the ground.

Burnt down, my love is. Can I take it back?
Will Even the decreasing root abandone me?
For being forced, I started to find that I am the one to blame.

Hitherto, I have been forgetting it.
I , alone, just now find that.

It's Dark!

I don't call you, listen to you,I only hate you.
I don't cry, have love, I only run away.
At first, at last, if you don't find my signals,I will sleep alone.

I'm not interested in you, believe in you, anyhow you'll disappear.
It's too late, there is nothing,including meaning of living.
I don't feel, the brain itself, going bad and dying. I talk myself alone.