迷走ラプソディ

Upload Date: 09/06/12
Vocals: GUMI、Lily、神威がくぽ - Gumi, Lily, & Kamui Gakupo
Composer: (???)
Illustrator: 鈴ノ助 - Suzunosuke
Movie: TSO

Straying Rhapsody

I want to throw it away. I want to be protecting it.
Emotional expression full of contradictions.
My heart, even if I cry and my legs stop,
I want to be shouting.

I did see it in a dream, Arcady.
I did chase after it, a sprint with all my power.
But en route I ran out of breath,
And I gave up.

"Saying, what's happened to myself."
You wanna mock yourself? Be cared about?
I forever cannot slip out of
The answerless maze.

The past, future, now, everything
Continues without change of me = me.
Losing it harshly, I was forever wounded.
"For the sake of me being 【me】."

I want to throw it away. I want to be protecting it.
Emotional expression full of contradictions.
A smoking battlefield, even if my legs tremble,
I'll destroy and parry;
I want to be running. I want to escape from it.
Which is it; i my me mine?
Feeling great. Summed up, emotion/calculation?
The answer won't come forth. Straying.

To be worried really is, yes,
Everything is an ambiguous battlefield.
If to've stop is to not begin,
Go grasp it with that hand.

Forever getting close to the Arcady
I once dreamt of, I'm only gazing at it.
I became good at only pretending to've known.
Self-defensive instinct.

"Saying, what's happened to the others..."
I am only performing a pretense of disinterest.
I fear being wounded. I am a mere
Weakling.

The past? Future? Now? Everything
Continues without change of me = me...?
Mending it harshly, I was forever patient.
"For the sake of me protecting 【me】."

I want to throw it away. I want to be protecting it.
Emotional expression full of contradictions.
Already a battlefield, even if the morale lifts,
I'll turn away and act spoiled;
I want to be running. I want to escape from it.
Which is it; ambiguous, me mine?
Feeling great. Summed up, being toyed with?
The answer won't come forth. Contemplation.

To be worried really is, yes,
Everything is an ambiguous battlefield.
I shake off kindness. I put on another's shoes.
Narcissism = instinct?

I want to throw it away. I want to be protecting it.
Emotional expression full of contradictions.
My heart, even if I cry and my legs stop,
I want to be shouting.

I want to throw it away. I want to be protecting it.
Emotional expression full of contradictions.
A smoking battlefield, even if my legs tremble,
I'll destroy and parry;
I want to be running. I want to escape from it.
Which is it; i my me mine?
Feeling great. Summed up, emotion/calculation?
The answer won't come forth. Straying.

To be worried really is, yes,
Everything is an ambiguous battlefield.
If to've stopped is to not begin,
Go grasp it with that hand.