amazarashi - Kisetsu wa Tsugitsugi Shindeiku Lyrics + English Translation

季節は次々死んでいく　絶命の声が風になる
色めく街の　酔えない男　月を見上げるのはここじゃ無粋

泥に足もつれる生活に　雨はアルコールの味がした
アパシーな目で　彷徨う街で　挙動不審のイノセント　駅前にて

僕が僕と呼ぶには不確かな　半透明な影が生きてる風だ
雨に歌えば　雲は割れるか　賑やかな夏の干涸びた命だ

拝啓　忌まわしき過去に告ぐ　絶縁の詩
最低な日々の　最悪な夢の　残骸を捨てては行けず　ここで息絶えようと
後世　花は咲き君に伝う　変遷の詩
苦悩にまみれて　嘆き悲しみ　それでも途絶えぬ歌に　陽は射さずとも

明日は次々死んでいく　急いても追いつけず過去になる
生き急げ僕ら　灯る火はせつな　生きる意味などは後からつく
君が君でいるには不確かな　不安定な自我が　君を嫌おうと
せめて歌えば　闇は晴れるか　根腐れた夢に預かった命だ

拝啓　忌まわしき過去に告ぐ　絶縁の詩
最低な日々の　最悪な夢の　残骸を捨てては行けず　ここで息絶えようと
後世　花は咲き君に伝う　変遷の詩
苦悩にまみれて　嘆き悲しみ　それでも途絶えぬ歌に　陽は射さずとも

疲れた顔に足を引きずって　照り返す夕日に顔をしかめて
行こうか　戻ろうか　悩みはするけど　しばらくすれば　歩き出す背中
そうだ行かねばならぬ　何はなくとも生きて行くのだ
僕らは　どうせ拾った命だ　ここに置いてくよ　なけなしの

拝啓　今は亡き過去を想う　望郷の詩
最低な日々が　最悪な夢が　始まりだったと思えば　随分遠くだ
どうせ花は散り　輪廻の輪に還る命
苦悩にまみれて　嘆き悲しみ　それでも途絶えぬ歌に　陽は射さずとも

季節は次々生き返る

kisetsu wa tsugitsugi shindeiku zetsumei no koe ga kaze ni naru
iromeku machi no yoenai otoko tsuki wo miageru no wa koko ja busui

doro ni ashi mo tsureru seikatsu ni ame wa arukooru no aji ga shita
apashii na me de samayou machi de kyodou fushin no inosento ekimae nite

boku ga boku to yobu ni wa futashika na hantoumei na kage ga ikiteru fuu da
ame ni utaeba kumo wa wareru ka nigiyaka na natsu no hikarabita inochi da

haikei imawashiki kako ni tsugu zetsuen no shi 
saitei na hibi no saiaku na yume no zangai wo sutete wa yukezu koko de ikitaeyou to
kousei hana wa saki kimi ni tsutau hensen no shi
kunou ni mamirete nageki kanashimi sore demo todaenu uta ni hi wa sasazu tomo

ashita wa tsugitsugi shindeiku seite mo oitsukezu kako ni naru
iki isoge bokura tomoru hi wa setsuna ikiru imi nado ato kara tsuku
kimi ga kimi de iru ni wa futashika na fuantei na jiga ga kimi wo kiraou to
semete utaeba yami wa hareru ka negusareta yume ni azukatta inochi da

haikei imawashiki kako ni tsugu zetsuen no shi
saitei na hibi no saiaku na yume no zangai wo sutete wa yukezu koko de ikitaeyou to
kousei hana wa saki kimi ni tsutau hensen no shi
kunou ni mamirete nageki kanashimi sore demo todaenu uta ni hi wa sasazu tomo

tsukareta kao ni ashi wo hikizutte terikaesu yuuhi ni kao wo shikamete
ikou ka modorou ka nayami wa suru kedo shibaraku sureba arukidasu senaka
sou da ikaneba naranu nani wa naku tomo ikite yuku no da
bokura wa douse hirotta inochi da koko ni oiteiku yo nakenashi no

haikei ima wa naki kako wo omou boukyou no shi
saitei na hibi ga saiaku na yume ga hajimari datta to omoeba zuibun tooku da
douse hana wa chiri rinne no wa ni kaeru inochi
kunou ni mamirete nageki kanashimi sore demo todaenu uta ni hi wa sasazu tomo

kisetsu wa tsugitsugi ikikaeru

Seasons die one after another
The voice of death becomes wind
An undrunk man, in a colored city
Looking at the moon is tasteless here

In a life a stuck in mud, the rain tasted like alcohol
With eyes so apathetic, wandering in the city
I'm an innocent man acting suspicious at the station

It's like a translucent shadow possesses life,
which I cannot certainly identify with myself
If I sing in the rain, will the clouds break
A dried-up life in the busy summer time

Dear my damned past,
this is a poem to break off relations
Even if I breathed my last here
with the remains of horrible days and nightmares
After ages, flowers will blossom and come down to you
This is a poem for transition
Even if I suffer and grieve,
with no light coming down onto the lasting song

Tomorrows die one after another
Even if we hurry we never catch up,
And they become our past
Live recklessly, ignited light lasts for only a moment
The meaning of life will follow
Even if your insecure self hates you
wondering if you're you
When you sing, the darkness may clear off
This is just a life given by a rotten dream

Dear my damned past,
This is a poem to break off relations
Even if I breathed my last here
with the remains of horrible days and nightmares
After ages, flowers will blossom and come down to you
This is a poem for transition
Even if I suffer and grieve,
with no light coming down onto the lasting song

With a weary face and foot-dragging
Frowning my face against the reflected sunset
I am uncertain if I should go or return
But soon I find my back setting off
Yes, I must go
I must live, even if without purposes
We are the picked-up lives after all
We'll leave them here

Dear my late past,
this is a poem of nostalgia
Just as I thought those horrible days and nightmares
were the beginning,
they were already far away
Flowers fall, and return to the cycle of rebirth
Even if I suffer and grieve,
with no light coming down onto the lasting song

Seasons comes to life one after another