Drain away (Song)

Title: Drain away
Stylized: DRAIN AWAY
Translation: -


Original Lyrics
(From "Vulgar" limited Edition)

押し花懐かしみは思ひ出にひたる夕空
指折り数えていた 君に会う日を待つあの頃へ
空青き良き時代の中で　壊れた夢と
悲しきかな　果てしなき罪証　声は亡き一夜は春

夕刻に溺れ寒い頃に見た早咲きの
桜の下では彼女が立っていた、 遠い昔話しだけど
あの頃は可憐でとても美しく　でもどこか
悲しそうな顔、 長い髪でほら隠した夕暮れの涙

忘れた四季葬さえこの場所は君と映す
才色刻に消えた儚き君とモノクロの傷
空青き良き時代の中で　壊れた夢と
罪深きは　垣間見刻 悪徳が鳴く一夜の春

The Show Booth

夕魔暮れ映す寒い頃に見た君がまた
人に染められて　何も出来なくて涙ポロポロポロリ咲く

押し花懐かしみは思ひ出にひたる夕空
指折り数えていた 君に会う日を待つあの頃へ
夕暮れ照らす小屋の裏に咲く桜の下
今だけ　今だけでも袖で隠した傷跡消えて
空青き良き時代の中で　壊れた夢と
悲しきかな　果てしなき罪証　声は亡き一夜は春


English Translation
(From "Vulgar" limited Edition)

I reminisce under the late afternoon sky of the pressed flowers I miss so dearly. Back then, I counted down the days with my fingers to the days I would see you.
The sky was blue, the good old days when my dreams were shattered. It brings sadness and sorrow
The sin is endless. Not a single sound to be heard. Tonight it is spring

One cold evening I saw her as she stood under the charry blossom tree with petals that bloomed too early. This story goes way back. She was beautiful and pretty but there was something about her. She had a very sad face. Her long hair hit her tears of late afternoon

Through the forgotten seasons, this place still reminds me of her
Time has made her disappear, as she was so delicate with her black and white scar
The sky was blue, the good old days when my dreams were shattered. It brings sadness and sorrow
The sin is too deep to bear, as I hear the sound of darkness. Tonight it is spring

The show booth

It was the afternoon and I remember seeing her being colored by people
She couldn´t do anything but cry as her tears bloomed like the petals

I reminisce under the late afternoon sky of the pressed flowers I miss so dearly. Back then, I counted down the days with my fingers to the days I would see you. The late afternoon sky lights the shed. The cherry blossom tree grew in back of It. And underneath the tree, she lies hiding her scar with the sleeve of her shirt hoping it would disappear just for that moment
The sky was blue, the good old days when my dreams were shattered. It brings sadness and sorrow
The sin is endless. Not a single sound to be heard. Tonight it is spring