箱庭HakoniwaロックRokku・ショーShoo

例えばtatoeba君kimiがga真ん中mannakaなna世界sekaiとかtokaがgaあってatte

Say there's a world where you're at the center

それsoreをwo一個ずつikkozutsu確かめてtashikamete今日kyouもmo四苦八苦shikuhakkuでde

And you're checking it piece by piece, struggling through today

降りそそぐfurisosogu感情kanjou一つhitotsuでde回帰線kaikisenがga描けるegakeruのnoならnara

If a single pouring emotion could trace a line of return

流星ryuuseiにniなったnatta子供達kodomotachiはwaそれsoreもmoいいiiかka、、なんてnante

The children who became shooting stars think "that's fine, I guess"

小さなchiisana箱庭hakoniwaだdaとかtokaほらhora、、見向きmimukiもmoしなくてshinakute

A tiny little miniature garden — see, they won't even glance at it

現実genjitsuにni負けないmakenaiスケールsukeeruでde新世界shinsekaiがga描けるegakeruのnoならnara

If I could paint a new world on a scale that won't lose to reality

五線譜gosenfuとto空karaのnoベンチbenchiでde終わらないowaranaiかくれんぼkakurenboのno言い訳iiwake

On a music staff and an empty bench — excuses for an endless game of hide-and-seek

飛べないtobenai僕bokuがga歌ってるutatteru古いfuruiアルバムarubamuにni気付いてkizuiteよyo、、アルゼンaruzen

Notice the old album where I, who can't fly, am singing — hey, Arzen

今imaはwaまだmada囁いているsasayaiteiruくらいkuraiのnoパンジーpanjii

A pansy that's still only whispering for now

全てsubeteのnoストーリーsutooriiをwo流線型ryuusenkeiにniしたいshitaiくらいkurai

I want to streamline every story into something aerodynamic

溢れ出すafuredasu風景fuukeiをwo、、ステージsuteeji、、そこsokoにni見たいmitaiくらいkurai

I want to see this overflowing scenery right there on the stage

おそらくosoraku君kimiがga真ん中mannakaなna世界sekaiとかtokaがgaあってatte

Probably there's a world where you're at the center

それsoreはwaきっとkitto誰dareだってdatte見れないmirenaiからkara信じらんなくてshinjirannakute

And surely no one can see it, so no one can believe it

重ねられないkasanerarenai今日kyouとto明日ashitaもmoこのkono手teでde描けるegakeruのnoならnara

If these hands could paint even the todays and tomorrows that won't overlap

地上chijou２ni、、３sanメートルmeetoruのno中nakaでde遠くtookuさえsae読み込んでyomikonde

Two, three meters above the ground, reading even the far-off distance

小さなchiisana箱庭hakoniwaだってdatteほらhora、、無限mugenをwo解き放ってtokihanatte

A tiny little miniature garden — look, it sets infinity free

現実genjitsuにni負けないmakenaiスケールsukeeruでde新世界shinsekaiがga描けるegakeruのnoならnara

If I could paint a new world on a scale that won't lose to reality

乾いたkawaita部屋heyaとto超新星choushinseiのno波間namimaでdeかくれんぼkakurenboのno言い訳iiwake

In the space between a dry room and a supernova — excuses for a game of hide-and-seek

飛べないtobenai僕bokuがga歌ってるutatteru古いfuruiアルバムarubamuにni気付いてkizuiteよyo、、アルゼンaruzen

Notice the old album where I, who can't fly, am singing — hey, Arzen

未だimadaクロールサイクルkurooru saikuruをwo続けてるtsuzuketeruパンジーpanjii

A pansy still cycling through its crawl

ふがいないfugainaiモノクロームコントラストmonokuroomu kontorasto

A pathetic monochrome contrast

僕bokuのno絵の具enoguじゃjaちょっとchotto足りないtarinaiからkaraさsa、、向こうmukouへe

My paints aren't quite enough, so — onward, to the other side

片道連携katamichi renkeiのnoぞんざいなzonzaina地図chizuはwaきっとkitto何通りnantooriもmoあってatte

There must be countless slapdash one-way maps out there

そのsono一つ一つhitotsu hitotsuがga、、ふわりfuwari

And each and every one of them, softly

さぁsaa見てなmite na、、暮れkureのno遠くtookuにni見えるmieru陽炎kagerouもmo

Now watch — even the heat haze visible far off at dusk

雪yukiのno歌utaをwo歌うutau動物達doubutsutachiもmo

Even the animals singing songs of snow

紡ぎだすtsumugidasuメロディーラインmerodii rainはwaイコールikooru？？ ノーnoo　それこそsorekosoリアリティriariti

The melody line they spin out — is it equal? No — that itself is reality

変わらないkawaranai世界sekaiでde、、開いて行くhiraiteiku。。振動shindou、、止まないyamanaiマイクロフォンmaikurofon

In a world that doesn't change, opening up. Vibration, an unstoppable microphone

全てsubeteのnoストーリーsutooriiをwo流線型ryuusenkeiにniしたいshitaiくらいkurai

I want to streamline every story into something aerodynamic

溢れ出すafuredasu風景fuukeiをwo、、ステージsuteeji、、そこsokoにni見たいmitaiくらいkurai

I want to see this overflowing scenery right there on the stage