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Sakanaction, "Boil" {K/R/T}

Artist: サカナクション (Sakanaction)
Song Title: ボイル (Boiru; Boil)
Album: Sakanaction
Track Number: 9
Released: 2013
Lyrics By: Ichiro Yamaguchi
Listen: Youtube

Requested by mumbles. My favorite on their newest album. :) Well, along with "Aoi"! Such a great track!

kanjiromajienglish

遠くに 遠くに投げ捨てた夜の言葉よ
遠くに 遠くに忘れていた夜の長さよ

テーブルに並ぶメニュー
僕は悲しみだけ選び取り
口の中 詰め込んだ

テーブルに並ぶメニュー
ひとりに慣れたはずなのに
まだ探してる

遠くに 遠くに投げ捨てた夜の言葉よ
遠くに 遠くに忘れていた夜の長さよ

荒れてる心と 手を繋いで書き続ける
能率の次 論理 忘れた心で書く
終わらないと焦りが出る
広い沖の船の上で眠る僕の心 漂う霧みたいな不安を
黒い鉛筆かペンでノートに自由に書く
情景描写 嘘の意味や不安になりそうな夜の音
いきなり告げられる深い別れとか泣いてるだけの君
言葉で今繋げるから

遠くに 遠くに置き忘れた夜の言葉よ
正直 正直 諦めきれないんだ言葉を

朝に書けて ライズしたんだ
今ライズしたんだ
意味が跳ねて ライズしたんだ
日々ライズしたんだ
日々が

Tooku ni tooku ni nagesuteta yoru no kotoba yo
tooku ni tooku ni wasurete ita yoru no chou sa yo

teeburu ni narabu menyuu
boku wa kanashimi dake erabi tori
kuchi no naka tsumekon da

teeburu ni narabu menyuu
hitori ni nareta hazu na noni
mada sagashiteru

tooku ni tooku ni nagesuteta yoru no kotoba yo
tooku ni tooku ni wasurete ita yoru no chou sa yo

areteru kokoro to te o tsunai de kakitsuzukeru
nooritsu no tsugi ronri wasureta kokoro de kaku
owaranai to aseri ga deru
hiroi oki no fune no ue de nemuru boku no kokoro tadayou kiri mitai na fuan o
kuroi enpitsu ka pen de nooto ni jiyuu ni kaku
joukei byousha uso no imi ya fuan ni nari sou na yoru no oto
ikinari tsugerareru fukai wakare toka naiteru dake no kimi
kotoba de ima tsunageru kara

tooku ni tooku ni okiwasureta yoru no kotoba yo
shoujiki shoujiki akirame kirenainda kotoba o

asa ni kakete raizu shitanda
kon raizu shitanda
imi ga hanete raizu shitanda
hibi raizu shitanda
hibi ga

Far, far away, I threw out the words of the night.
Far, far away, I forgot the chief of the night.

With the menu arranged on the table,
I only chose sorrow to keep,
I crammed it into my mouth.

With the menu arranged on the table,
I got used to being alone, and yet
I'm still searching.

Far, far away, I threw out the words of the night.
Far, far away, I forgot the chief of the night.

I'll keep writing, with my stormy heart and hands tied together,
writing where my heart forgot about the logical next moment,
as I can't finish and impatience appears.
The fear that's like fog floats in my sleeping heart, in a boat atop a wide open sea.
I write freely in my notebook with a black pencil or pen
a description of a scene, a false meaning, becoming fearful of the sound of night.
Without warning, you just cry and bid me a deep farewell,
because now the words tie together.

Far, far away, I left behind the words of the night.
Honestly, honestly, I cannot give up on those words.

In the morning, I will write and rise.
Now I will rise.
The meaning is jumping up, I will rise.
Everyday, I will rise.
Everyday.
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