Album:
CARPE DIEM
Originaltext
japanska
Översättning
engelska
Quints
夢見たこの場所は
ずっと夢見たあの場所か?
何度問いかけたって
答えはどこにもない
僕に見えるものが 君に見えなくても
存在の理由までが消えるわけではない
君が諦めた景色を
僕は何度か見てきたけど
そこはまるで無法地帯
見れたもんじゃない
(I need) No more lyric that tells a lie.
& No more music that makes money.
I know It's contradiction.
Because maybe I love it.
Count my fingers. 1,2,3,4,5
& Count my buddies. 1,2,3,4,5
I know (that) we are still alive.
I believe we can do everything.
かつてこの場所にも平和があったという
力を持った馬鹿が ほぼ壊してしまった
何より一番大切な
僕らに必要な言葉は
上辺だけのゴミに埋もれ
見つけられない
(I need) No more lyric that tells a lie.
& No more music that makes money.
I know It's contradiction.
Because maybe I love it.
Count my fingers. 1,2,3,4,5
& Count my buddies. 1,2,3,4,5
I know (that) we are still alive.
I believe we can do everything.
地獄に居続けりゃ
角の1本や2本生えてくる
それを握りつぶして
何度も夢を見直す
(I need) No more lyric that tells a lie.
& No more music that makes money.
I know It's contradiction.
Because maybe I love it.
Count my fingers. 1,2,3,4,5
& Count my buddies. 1,2,3,4,5
I know (that) we are still alive.
I believe we can do everything.
Quints
Is this place we're dreaming of
That place that we'd always been dreaming of?
No matter how you ask
There is no answer anywhere
Even if what's visible to me is invisible to you
My reason for existing won't disappear
I've seen the scenery
You've given up on several times
But it's a lawless area
Not something I was able to watch
(I need) No more lyric that tells a lie.
& No more music that makes money.
I know It's contradiction.
Because maybe I love it.
Count my fingers. 1,2,3,4,5
& Count my buddies. 1,2,3,4,5
I know (that) we are still alive.
I believe we can do everything.
It's said there was peace in this place once
But the idiots with power have almost destroyed it
Words essential to us
And more important than anything else
Are buried in rubbish that's only for appearances
And we can't find them
(I need) No more lyric that tells a lie.
& No more music that makes money.
I know It's contradiction.
Because maybe I love it.
Count my fingers. 1,2,3,4,5
& Count my buddies. 1,2,3,4,5
I know (that) we are still alive.
I believe we can do everything.
If we keep on in this hell
Then one horn, two horns will grow out
We'll crush that with our own hands
And dream again over and over
(I need) No more lyric that tells a lie.
& No more music that makes money.
I know It's contradiction.
Because maybe I love it.
Count my fingers. 1,2,3,4,5
& Count my buddies. 1,2,3,4,5
I know (that) we are still alive.
I believe we can do everything.

Give a shoutout to Connor Langille





