トップシークレット - すこっぷ

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Upload Date: 2010.10.07
Vocals: 初音ミク - Hatsune Miku
Composer: すこっぷ - Scop
Illustrator: まつとり - Matsutori

Author's Comments

A song of secrets.

Top Secret

As an example, it's a poisonous thing
that's as sweet and fragile as an apple.
What I want to hide is a stupid thing.
Somebody laugh, at this kind of me.

Some small
vanity and
flattery and
deception with words
were joined to me, so therefore
I do just tell lies.

Crying over that sweet, sweet allure
that's like a red, red apple,
Beyond my long, long regrets,
is something there?


The sun and the sea, kisses and the future too;
Must I not imagine them either?
I close my eyes to the enemies I can't see,
and I feel like vomiting when I panic.

Even if I'm beat up once or twice,
I bet I will calmly tell lies again.

If I shade my eyes from a white, white light,
I'll slip into that dark, dark shadow--
The small, small secret being glorified,
will something change?


Clad in red, red lies,
my faint, faint tears float again--
Even if I shoulder the deep, deep drawbacks,
I can't stop it.

Although it's nothing I loved and nothing I opposed,
catching all the things I just got my hands on and the things I set my eyes on,
even if I'm wounded and wounded with all kinds of lies,
I'll protect what I'll protect.


What I want to protect is a precious thing.
Even if someone laughs, I will protect it to the end.

ムラサキ - すこっぷ

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Karaoke: (Piapro acct. necessary)
Upload Date: 04/20/13
Vocals: 初音ミク - Hatsune Miku
Composer: すこっぷ - SCOP
Movie: hazfirst

Author's Comments
"Only in order to be called by you."

Purple

Wait a minute. You cannot go as you please.
Care for me more. Because it is still not enough.

Sharing a pillow. Dreams of reality.
What's generally withering is fate.

If so,
Let us
Burn
Our short lives up.

Hey, love me,
Strongly until this body rots.
Steal me lock, stock, and barrel from consciousness to freedom.
Since I can hear but your voice only,
Call my name,
Call my name,
Call my name.

Wait a minute. Your true feelings cannot change.
Cut and untie it. I do not brutally care.

With an ambiguous
Connection, again
Is there a numerous
Multitude of back-ups.
If so, let us do it with
Temporary love.

Hey, love is defined,
After all, as selfish desire.
Put on airs being unmindful of my tears nor my gloom.
For this love too that was thus connected,
A name, please,
A name, please,
A name, please.

It was the end when I encountered you. The ending of my road.
Since a world without you is the same as being dead,
I will offer my whole life.

Taking an oath in tears that decided it to be absolute,
I say it's fine
         if there's nothing on Earth except you.
There's willpower that ought to persist in women too, see.
I was told it was cheeky--

Hey, love me
Enough that I forget just about everything.
Steal me lock, stock, and barrel from my body to my emotions.
Since I can hear but your voice only,
Call my name,
Call my name,
Call my name.

夏の終わり、恋の始まり - すこっぷ

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Upload Date: 08/16/12
Vocals: Gumi
Composer: すこっぷ - Scop
Illustrator: モゲラッタ - Mogelatte

Author's Comments
"On one summer night."

The Ending of Summer, the Beginning of Love

The lively, bustling festival. I put out some courage and did try inviting you.
I wonder if the yukata I'm not used to is at fault. My face gets all hot;
What to do...

Like playing with sparklers, via strained time and my sense of tension,
These feelings, which got big enough that I might burst, do hurt.

I get frustrated over the distance between our fingertips
That I could touch just right there;
What to do...

After that, just how much
Closer could I have gotten to you, I wonder?
I don't know. And not knowing your feelings either,
Only time is flowing...

The fireworks rise and shine, and we exchange glances;
"Sure are pretty," you laugh, and I get impatient with that smile.
The fireworks color and are reflected in my pupils (eyes) that love,
I make a wish just now. I want to get closer, closer to you.

I wonder if I can be speaking well. I wonder if we're having fun.
The darkness and silence of the night sky of the intervals of fireworks.

It makes me anxious, and I do worry about it.
Somehow I'm about to cry, and my words are blocked off;
What to do...

Even if I can't convey it,
I wholly think that it's fine as it is.
I get it. You're probably
Troubled even though you smile amiably.

The very last fireworks rise, and end too quickly;
I get lonely at your figure that waves its hand, and I get impatient.
My thoughts when we're together rapidly grow violent,
And though I wavered, I indeed, indeed want to convey them.

Every day until this, they were, they were terribly fun.
But when I look, they were getting bad as is, and getting to hurt.
My intend, intended thoughts in my chest:
I do want to get close. I do want to try to touch you.

Suddenly a firework rises and shines, "Wait a minute!"
With an astonished face, you looked back at me.
The ending of summer, one love moved.
Loading various thoughts into one thing,
Now, I wanna convey it. I've always, always liked you.

And you of course amiably smiled...