Sakakibara Yui Toki Tsukasadoru Juuni no Meiyaku (Steins;Gate Ending)

Текст песни "Sakakibara Yui — Toki Tsukasadoru Juuni no Meiyaku (Steins;Gate Ending)"

Romaji

kisei sareta shikaimujihi naru
juuni no shihainogarerarenai

ansoku noasu onegatta
te no naka notoutoi jishou no chihei e

torawareshi meiyakuarawareta gishou no rinkaku
seimei no tenchi wamoumoku na jikan o kizanda
habatake BATAFURAIkiseki no BATAFURAIanata e sasagu
namida no BATAFURAImabushii BATAFURAIsubete ga
ima kakikaerareru

mado sae nai rou nitozasareta
juuni no kanshidamashikirenai

atatakaiinochi okanjita
aitai niyuganda shinri no mukou e

kizamareta keiyakuzankoku de wazuka na hokorobi
tsumibukaki shinkouinochi sae michibiki no mama ni
habatake BATAFURAIkiseki no BATAFURAIanata o kanji
namida no BATAFURAImabushii BATAFURAIsore de mo
tomerarenu shuusoku

fui o tsuiteshimesareta keshiki
aragau hodo nimuryoku o azawarau sora

torawareshi meiyakuarawareta gishou no rinkaku
seimei no tenchi wamoumoku na jikan o kizanda
habatake BATAFURAIkiseki no BATAFURAIanata e sasagu
namida no BATAFURAImabushii BATAFURAIsubete ga
ima kakikaerareru

kanousei no hiteiimashime wa
juuni no shihaiseijaku

English

With my field of view restricted,
I cannot escape the merciless control of the twelve.

While wishing for a tomorrow of repose,
I headed for the horizon of the sacred phenomenon in my hand.

Pledge are imprisoned, and false evidences are showing their outline.
This world of life blindly lets the time pass by.
Spread your wings, butterfly of miracles. I delicate it to you.
Oh butterfly of tears, butterfly of radiance, everything
will now be rewritten.

Locked in a windowless prison cell,
I still cannot deceive the surveillance of the twelve.

I can sense the warmth of life.
We seek each other, heading towards a distorted truth.

On the engraved contract is a small yet cruel crack,
all while a gravely sinned faith continues guiding even life itself.
Spread your wings, butterfly of miracles. I can feel your presence.
Oh butterfly of tears, butterfly of radiance, but still
the settling convergence cannot be stopped.

The more I try to resist the scenery abruptly shown to me
the more the sky sneers at me for my powerlessness.

Pledge are imprisoned, and false evidences are showing their outline.
This world of life blindly lets the time pass by.
Spread your wings, butterfly of miracles. I delicate it to you.
Oh butterfly of tears, butterfly of radiance, everything
will now be rewritten.

The denial of possibility is the warning.
The control of the twelve is exercised in silence.