YoKo - Hikari to Yami no Dance [Yume Tsukai] | Текст песни

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irotoridori no yume ga mau
kokoro to iu na no meikyuu wa
hikari to yami ga semegiau
nayuta no katachi no mangekyou

kami-sama sae mo moteamasu
mienai KAOSU no fukai mori
risei to yokubou karamiai
kagami ni utsuranu anata ga soko ni

yume wa moroha takara no tsurugi
toki ni hito wo shihai suru kedo
kitto mirai wo kirihiraite yuku

fushigi ga ippai tamashiitachi ga
ikue ni orinasu tamayura no yume
omoi ga ippai shinrabanshou
koko kara umaruru tokoshie ga aru

fushigi ga ippai kono utsushiyo no
subete wa ten kara tamawarishi yume
omoi ga ippai yoru no yami koso
amata ni nagaruru makoto wo himeru

ikudo mo hito ga kono yo kara
tensei rinne wo shite mo nao
ishiki no soko ni tayutau wa
kienai negai no hitokakera

itsuka wa daremo kizuku hazu
tengoku jigoku no aru tokoro
subete wa yume ga tsukuridasu
chijou no butai no maboroshi sekai

yume wa mashou sei naru inori
toki ni tsumi e henge shinagara
kitto kokoro wo shinka sasete yuku

fushigi ga ippai uchi naru uchuu
kurutte shimaeba naraku e no tabi
omoi ga ippai shikisokuzekuu
satotte miyuru wa tenkuu no hi yo

fushigi ga ippai kenja wa kataru
ikiru wa hitoyo no karisome no tabi
omoi ga ippai sore demo sagase
hate naku afururu kibou no arika

nazomeku yurameku kirameku yume

./[English translation]\.

With a dream of multiple hues dancing,
the labyrinth, also known as the "heart",
is actually a kaleidoscope of countless shapes,
where light and darkness are in constant clash.

It's an abysmal forest of invisible chaos,
in the amount too much even for the gods.
There, where judgment and lust intertwine,
stand you, who have no reflections in mirrors.

Dreams are exquisite double-edged swords.
They may manipulate people at times,
but they will doubtlessly cleave open the future.

Those transient dreams, interwoven with
layers and layers of souls, hold so many mysteries.
Everything in this universe has a myriad of its own thoughts,
as well as a perpetuity born out of this place.

This transient present world holds so many mysteries,
although everything is only a dream bestowed upon us by the heavens.
The nocturnal darkness, filled with legions of thoughts,
cloaks within itself the various truths of the world.

No matter how many times
a person may die and be reborn,
swaying at the deep bottom of his consciousness,
there will always be an undying fragment of his wish.

Eventually, everybody should be able to realize
that places such as Heaven or Hell
are merely figments of imagination
created and implanted into this world by the dreams.

Dreams are mystic holy prayers.
They may transform into sins at times,
but they will doubtlessly make people's hearts evolve.

When one's inner universe, holding so many mysteries,
ends up delirious, he will be on his way to the abyssal hell.
People have so many thoughts, but in the end all is vanity;
those who can discern this fact will be able to see the sun in the sky.

There are so many mysteries, although sages once remarked that
life is nothing more than a brief night journey.
We all have countless thoughts, but still, keep on searching
for the place where hopes overflow infinitely.

Yes, dreams are so enigmatic, elusive, and luminous.

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