Itou Kanako - Sky Clad No Kansokusha (Steins;Gate VN OP) | Текст песни

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• Sky Clad No Kansokusha (Steins;Gate VN OP)

Romaji

Kako wa hanareteyuki mirai wa chikazukuno?
Kansokusha wa itsuka mujun ni kizuku

Kami no tsukuridashita sekai wa kanzennaru mono de zettai no kinkou
Sore wa orikasanaru guuzen uchuu kibo no kiseki
Mamoraretekita gate "kisei" wa owatta

Open The Eyes --
"Zero" ga kako de "ichi" ga mirai "ima" wa dokonimo nai
Somuku koto no dekinu logic
Open The Eyes --
Heikousuru musuu no sen sentaku wa boutoku e
Bokura no "sonzai" sae utagau sono me ni utsuru keshiki wa
"Shuusoku" wo suru

Futatsu no hari ga sasu jikan no gainen mo
Kansokusha shidai de hizumi wo miseru

Kami ni ataerareta eichi wa kanarazu "hate" ga aru zettai no ryouiki
Sore wa orokayue no guuzen manekarezaru kiseki
Tozasaretekita gate "kisei" wa owatta

Open The Eyes --
Kousoku eto te wo nobashita omoide no parusu ga
Tobikomu fukashigi na logic
Open The Eyes --
Uchuu ga mada kakushimotta chitsujo no nai riron
Mugen to yobareta ten to ten ga fusei na chikara wo karite
"Saisei" wo suru

Open The Eyes --
"Zero" ga kako de "ichi" ga mirai "ima" wa dokonimo nai
Somuku koto no dekinu logic
Open The Eyes --
Heikousuru musuu no sen sentaku wa boutoku e
Bokura no "sonzai" sae utagau sono me ni utsuru keshiki wa
"Shuusoku" wo suru

English

Is the past distancing away, and the future approaching?
The observer will eventually become aware of the contradiction.

The world created by God is perfect and absolutely balanced.
It's a confluence of small coincidences, stacked into an astronomical miracle.
The rules and regulations of the guarded Gate are no more.

Open the eyes-----
"0" is the past, "1" is the future, but "the present" is nowhere;
this is an undeniable logic.
Open the eyes-----
Among the countless parallel lines, I settle on "blasphemy" as my choice.
Doubting our very "existence", those sceneries reflected in your eyes
are coming together and settling down.

Even the basic concept of time, denoted by clocks' two hands,
is showing distortion at the observer's will.

There has to be an absolute boundary to the knowledge bestowed by God.
It's an accident caused by foolishness, an uninvited miracle.
The rules and regulations of the locked Gate are no more.

Open the eyes-----
With my hands extended toward the speed of light,
the pulse of my memory plunges into an unfathomable logic.
Open the eyes-----
The universe still holds hidden theories of chaotic disorder;
these points, called infinite continuity, borrow the power of irregularity
and "replay" again and again.

Open the eyes-----
"0" is the past, "1" is the future, but "the present" is nowhere;
this is an undeniable logic.
Open the eyes-----
Among the countless parallel lines, I settle on "blasphemy" as my choice.
Doubting our very "existence", those sceneries reflected in your eyes
are coming together and settling down.