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Giapponese
Traduzione
Inglese
ツノ
ツノをもった少年は 部屋でぽつりと呟いた
『僕は人間じゃないらしい』
寂しがり屋の少年は いつも何故か1人ぼっち
時計の響く銀の街で
ある日突然現れた 耳の上のそのツノは
まるで世界を変えました
“なんで?”『つまんないの』
“ねぇなんで?”『嫌われ役でしょ』
言われ続けてたその言葉は
“なんで?”『不思議だもの』
“ねぇなんで?”『可愛いから』ってさ
チヤホヤな裏返し
僕はなんだったっけ?
リトルモンスター
バケモノのままで そっと踊りだすランランドゥ
愛してる好きをもっと送るよ
夢見た世界は
みずみずしくて でもなんで乾いた視線に
身体ごと 心ごと カラカラ音がした
“だぁれ?”『王子様に』
“ねぇだぁれ?”『ヒーローになってさ』
過去が産み出した彼の夢も
“だぁれ?”『優しい人』
ねぇなんて 言われる度にさ
甘いだけ残らない綿菓子のようだ
リトルモンスター
ちっぽけなツノがちょっとずっしりと重くって
歌うのも踊るのも叶わない
嘲笑う声、
高鳴る音“僕はだぁれ?” こぼれた言葉は
人々の肩かすめ ゆらゆら揺らいでく
産まれたときから “みんなと同じ”を
歩かされてきたはずでした
後になって何か
人と違うもの求められる生き方
『ねぇ上手くできないなぁ』
リトルモンスター
逃げ出したとき 目の前に現れた少女
頭には同じツノを持って
『生き辛いね、わたしもなの』なんて笑って
手を差し出しました
なぜだろう 涙がボロボロと落ちてゆく
リトルモンスター
バケモノ同士 手をとって踊り出すランランドゥ
傷口に愛がそっと溢れて
彼女は歌った『重くなったモノはきっと誰かと持つの』と
身体ごと 心ごと 満たされる音がした
あぁそう
これはきっと
全ての『君』のお話。
Horns
The boy with horns stood alone in his room and muttered,
"I'm nothing like a human."
The boy easily drove himself to loneliness and was somehow always alone.
He was at the streets of the bank with the resounding clocks.
One day, horns suddenly appeared above his ears,
and it was as if the world had changed.
"Why?" --- "Because I'm bored."
"Why, you know?' --- "Because I seem unpopular with everyone."
That is the word I continued to ask myself.
"Why?" --- "Because it's an amazing thing."
"Why, you know?" --- "Because they're cute", I say.
With this turn of tables that spoils me,
what was I again?
I'm a little monster.
A monster quietly dancing to "Run, Run, Do!"
I'll send you the type of love I like.
This world I've dreamt of
is fresh and youthful, but why is my look so parched?
With all my body, with all my heart, I made a hollow sound.
"Who am I?" "A great prince."
"Hey, who am I?" "You're becoming a hero."
The past has given birth to even those dreams.
"Who am I?" "A kind guy"
Hey, every time I tell myself things like this,
it's like cotton candy with nothing left but sweetness.
I'm a little monster.
My tiny horns are a bit profound and heavy.
I can't fulfill singing or dancing.
With a sneering voice
and the racing sounds of my heart, I let the words go---"Who am I?"
Everybody, lend me a hand...I'm all shaking and shaking.
From the time I was born, I must've walked over
the statement that I was the same as everybody.
Later on, for some reason,
I live a way of life desiring things different from other people.
"Hey, I can't do this well." I say.
I'm a little monster.
As I ran away, a girl appeared before me.
Having the same horns as me,
"Living is tough, take it from me" she said, and then smiled.
She held out your hand.
Why are large tears dripping through my face?
I'm a little monster.
The monster fellow holds my hand and starts dancing to "Run, Run, Do!"
Love gently overflowed from the holes of my wounds,
as she sang, "You definitely share those heavy things with somebody else".
With all my body, with all my heart, I made a satisfying sound.
Ah, I see.
This is definitely
"your" whole story.

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