Tetsu no Lullaby
Lullaby of Iron
Английское название - Lullaby of Iron ;
Aниме - Armored Trooper VOTOMS ;
Комментарий - Pailsen Files Opening Theme ;
Aниме - Armored Trooper VOTOMS ;
Комментарий - Pailsen Files Opening Theme ;
Описание
| Japan | English |
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| kata wo otoshita tetsu no senaka ga tsuzuku
dokomademo hateshinaku tsuzuku kegare chimatta akai ame ga furisosogu youshanaku oretachi ni sosogu kata wo aegase tadareta daichi wo hitasura fumishimeru chiriyuku tomo ni miren nado nai sa oretachi wa Dummy Boy tooku hajikeru tetsu no DORAMU sore ga oretachi no RARABAI fukitobase kono jigoku wo toki wo urande shizumu yuuhi ni sakebu tomedonaku moeru kono honoo fukai nemuri nado otozureru hazu mo nai sa tsuki ga oretachi wo azawarau ashi wo hikizuri yaketa daichi ni munashiku kage kizamu sugiyuku kako ni miren nado nai sa oretachi wa Dummy Boy tooku hajikeru tetsu no DORAMU sore ga oretachi no RARABAI ikinokore tada kono hi wo SUKOOPU goshi ni mieru sono mirai soredemo mata ashita wa kuru Oh Yeah fumidaseba mada sugu ni SUROO MOOSHON subete kako ni kieru Oh Yeah chiriyuku tomo ni miren nado nai sa oretachi wa Dummy Boy tooku hajikeru tetsu no DORAMU sore ga oretachi no RARABAI fukitobase kono jigoku wo | The shrugging back of iron stretches on;
it stretches on endlessly everywhere. The sullied crimson rain pours down; it pours down on us mercilessly. While panting heavily, we keep treading on the deteriorated earth. We have no lingering feeling for our disappearing friends; we are dummy boys. The distantly resounding iron drums are our lullaby. Blow away this inferno. Spiteful of time, we yell to the setting sun. My flames keep burning nonstop. We, unable to enjoy even a deep slumber, are being sneered at by the moon. Dragging our feet slowly, we meaninglessly cast our shadow over the scorched earth. We have no lingering feeling for our past; we are dummy boys. The distantly resounding iron drums are our lullaby. Survive and live through at least this day! I can see the future through my telescope. Nevertheless, tomorrow will visit once again. Oh Yeah. Once we step out, everything will become slow motion and vanish into the past. Oh Yeah. We have no lingering feeling for our disappearing friends; we are dummy boys. The distantly resounding iron drums are our lullaby. Blow away this inferno. |