振仮名
（禅）斑斑锈迹的冬季
如梦幻般的关系
I can't get no, 太抽象啦
说不定可以那么看哦
（爱）推心置腹深谈 未免太老土了
我们彼此的一举一动
都不需要太多的注释
（合）玫瑰的花和刺都那么的令人怀念
于荒野狂奔的马在嘶啸
（禅）写下“心”字
（爱）却读作：专注
（合）竟是那样的胡扯蛋
（禅）我的激情的着火点呢
是啊 还高着呀
But it's alright, 我的心情
从未冷却过
（禅）汗雨热泪 未免太难为情了
我们彼此的一举一动
都不需要太多的注释
（合）就象编织梦想的机器一样
夜空的繁星苍茫闪烁
（禅）写下“年轻”
（爱）却读作：烫伤
（合）竟是那样的胡扯蛋
（合）玫瑰的花和刺都那么的令人怀念
于荒野狂奔的马在嘶啸
（禅）写下“心”字
（爱）却读作：专注
（合）竟是那样的胡扯淡
（禅）锖びついているウインター
幻のコネクション
I can't get no, アブストラクション
そう见えるかもな
（爱）・を割って话す そんなのクサすぎて
俺たちのやりとりには
见えないルビが・る
*（二人）バラの花もトゲも爱おしくて
荒野を走る马いなな、いななく
（禅）心と书いて
（爱）一途と読ます
（二人）そんな振り仮名野郎だぜ
（禅）俺のアドレナリンの発火点は
ソー ハイヤー
But it's alright, マイ エモーション
さめたわけじゃない
（爱）热い汗や涙 それはてれくさくて
俺たちのやり方には 见えないルビが・る
（二人）梦を纺ぐ机织器にも似て
夜空の苍い星きらら、 きらめく
（禅）若さと书いて
（爱）火伤と読ます
（二人）そんな振り仮名野郎だぜ
repeat *
Romaji Lyrics
(Zen:) Sabitsuiteiru [winter]
Maboroshi no [connection]
I can't get no, [abstraction]
sou mieru ka mo na
(Ai:) Hara wo watte hanasu sonna no [kusa]sugite
oretachi no yaritori ni wa
mienai [rubi] ga aru
*(together:) [Bara] no hana mo [toge] mo itooshikute
areno wo hashiru uma inana, inanaku
(Zen:) kokoro to kaite
(Ai:) ichizu to yomasu
(together:) sonna furigana yarou da ze
(Zen:) Ore no [adore na rin] no hakkaten wa
[so-baiya]
But it's alright, [my emotion]
sameta wake ja nai
(Ai:) atsui ase ya namida sore wa terekusakute
Oretachi no yarikata ni wa mienai [rubi] ga aru
(Together:) Yume wo tsumugu hataoriki ni mo nite
Yozora no aoi ni hoshi kirara, kirameku
(Zen:) wakasa to kaite
(Ai:) yaketo to yomasu
(Together:) sonna furigana yarou da ze
repeat *
English Translation
Zen: A rusted winter,
an illusionary connection --
I can't get no abstraction;
I wonder if that's how it seems?
Ai: It's a type of unbearable stench, like ripping your guts in half and
talking about it.
In our exchanged letters,
there's invisible text written between the lines.
*Together: Both the flower of a rose and its thorns are precious;
like the whin- er, whi-, er... neigh of a horse running through the
wilderness.
Zen: Writing with the soul,
Ai: Reading wholeheartedly,
Together: We're that type of between-the-lines guys.
Zen: My adorable companion's ignition switch is
like a rental car's.
But it's all right, it's not like
my emotions have faded.
Ai: Hot sweat and tears - these things are just embarrassing.
In our way of doing things, there are hidden words between the lines.
Together: Like on the loom that spins the yarn of dreams,
The stars on the blue of the night sky sparrr- um- spar- um... shine.
Zen: Writing with childishness,
Ai: Reading with scald wounds,
Together: We're that type of between-the-lines guys.
repeat *
（禅）斑斑锈迹的冬季
如梦幻般的关系
I can't get no, 太抽象啦
说不定可以那么看哦
（爱）推心置腹深谈 未免太老土了
我们彼此的一举一动
都不需要太多的注释
（合）玫瑰的花和刺都那么的令人怀念
于荒野狂奔的马在嘶啸
（禅）写下“心”字
（爱）却读作：专注
（合）竟是那样的胡扯蛋
（禅）我的激情的着火点呢
是啊 还高着呀
But it's alright, 我的心情
从未冷却过
（禅）汗雨热泪 未免太难为情了
我们彼此的一举一动
都不需要太多的注释
（合）就象编织梦想的机器一样
夜空的繁星苍茫闪烁
（禅）写下“年轻”
（爱）却读作：烫伤
（合）竟是那样的胡扯蛋
（合）玫瑰的花和刺都那么的令人怀念
于荒野狂奔的马在嘶啸
（禅）写下“心”字
（爱）却读作：专注
（合）竟是那样的胡扯淡
（禅）锖びついているウインター
幻のコネクション
I can't get no, アブストラクション
そう见えるかもな
（爱）・を割って话す そんなのクサすぎて
俺たちのやりとりには
见えないルビが・る
*（二人）バラの花もトゲも爱おしくて
荒野を走る马いなな、いななく
（禅）心と书いて
（爱）一途と読ます
（二人）そんな振り仮名野郎だぜ
（禅）俺のアドレナリンの発火点は
ソー ハイヤー
But it's alright, マイ エモーション
さめたわけじゃない
（爱）热い汗や涙 それはてれくさくて
俺たちのやり方には 见えないルビが・る
（二人）梦を纺ぐ机织器にも似て
夜空の苍い星きらら、 きらめく
（禅）若さと书いて
（爱）火伤と読ます
（二人）そんな振り仮名野郎だぜ
repeat *
Romaji Lyrics
(Zen:) Sabitsuiteiru [winter]
Maboroshi no [connection]
I can't get no, [abstraction]
sou mieru ka mo na
(Ai:) Hara wo watte hanasu sonna no [kusa]sugite
oretachi no yaritori ni wa
mienai [rubi] ga aru
*(together:) [Bara] no hana mo [toge] mo itooshikute
areno wo hashiru uma inana, inanaku
(Zen:) kokoro to kaite
(Ai:) ichizu to yomasu
(together:) sonna furigana yarou da ze
(Zen:) Ore no [adore na rin] no hakkaten wa
[so-baiya]
But it's alright, [my emotion]
sameta wake ja nai
(Ai:) atsui ase ya namida sore wa terekusakute
Oretachi no yarikata ni wa mienai [rubi] ga aru
(Together:) Yume wo tsumugu hataoriki ni mo nite
Yozora no aoi ni hoshi kirara, kirameku
(Zen:) wakasa to kaite
(Ai:) yaketo to yomasu
(Together:) sonna furigana yarou da ze
repeat *
English Translation
Zen: A rusted winter,
an illusionary connection --
I can't get no abstraction;
I wonder if that's how it seems?
Ai: It's a type of unbearable stench, like ripping your guts in half and
talking about it.
In our exchanged letters,
there's invisible text written between the lines.
*Together: Both the flower of a rose and its thorns are precious;
like the whin- er, whi-, er... neigh of a horse running through the
wilderness.
Zen: Writing with the soul,
Ai: Reading wholeheartedly,
Together: We're that type of between-the-lines guys.
Zen: My adorable companion's ignition switch is
like a rental car's.
But it's all right, it's not like
my emotions have faded.
Ai: Hot sweat and tears - these things are just embarrassing.
In our way of doing things, there are hidden words between the lines.
Together: Like on the loom that spins the yarn of dreams,
The stars on the blue of the night sky sparrr- um- spar- um... shine.
Zen: Writing with childishness,
Ai: Reading with scald wounds,
Together: We're that type of between-the-lines guys.
repeat *
