Snow Drop Lyrics - Food Wars! The Second Plate

English

I felt I wanted it so badly, my heart
could reach out from my throat
But it wasn't me, it was someone else.
I used to think that, "Hopes and
dreams... what more could one need?"
Where has that version of myself gone
now?

Held at bay by an imitation, I lost my
guiding light.
Upon the border of life and death,
snowdrops bloom in force.
If due to some kind of mistake, I'm ever
crushed to pieces,
At the very least, place those flowers
around my empty shell.

Is this really all there is? Seems about
right, don't you think?
I don't even care if everyone thinks I've
given up.
This isn't like me... it's not like me at
all - there's just no value in something
anyone can make.

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Tracing the scar left behind by that
wound, I call out in vain,
For something sleeping deep inside me to
awaken
But if I really did have something like
that,
Much like a chameleon, it would have long
ago been dyed by this world.

Am I living as if I were dead? Or am I
dead, only seemingly alive?
But those snowdrops at the border of life
and death are so beautiful!
If by some great mistake, I somehow
became competent,
I hope someone will put a bullet through
my forehead.

Isn't this enough? It's enough already,
right?
I have no interest in a life behind the
glass.
No matter whether it's right or wrong, I
can't be separated from myself.

Enough already! Enough already! If I
could allow myself some consolation,
things would at least get easier;
It's not like I'm wrong, or right for
that matter- It's because I don't know
the answer that I can't ever allow it!

If I'll just end up quitting anyway, I
won't even bother to try.
So amidst those snowdrops, dye me white
once more.

Me and myself.

Kanji

堰を切ったノドから手が出るほど欲しくなったんだ
ぼくじゃない別のだれか
夢と希望
他になにが要ると思えた頃のぼくは今いずこへ

長いものに巻かれて失った道標
生と死の狭間にはスノードロップが咲き乱れる
何かの間違いで砕け散ってしまったなら..
せめてぼくの抜け殻に花束を添えて

こんなもんかな？　こんなもんでしょう？
諦めだと思われたって構わないけど
ぼくらしくない ぼくらしくない
だれにだって創れるもんに価値はない

[この先はFULLバージョンのみ]

痕になった傷口をなぞりながら　呼び覚ますんだ
ぼくの深く眠るなにか
そんなもんがあればとっくのとうに
カメレオンみたいにこの世界に染まってる

死んだように生きている？
生きたように死んでいる？
生と死の狭間にあるスノードロップはそうキレイだ
何かの手違いで器用になってしまったなら
だれかぼくのこめかみを思い切り撃ち抜いて

もういいだろう？　もういいでしょう？
ガラス越しの出来事に興味なんかない
正しくても間違いでもぼくはぼくから離れられない

もういいから もういいから
慰めだって赦せるなら楽になれるけど
間違いじゃない 正しくもない
答えがわからないから赦せない

諦めるくらいなら最初からやらないよ
スノードロップの中でもう一度真っ白に染まれ

ぼくとぼくよ