Taboo - English

Everyday is boring till it’s like clockwork
It’s not like I’m the main actor 　everybody is an extra
Those days when I carried my egotism under the calendar
As I make the empty can fly while I hum 　the hottest hits

Those memories of frivolous and baseless arguments
If everyone realises that the night sky is boundless 　 then we can all be travelers
The place where I struggled to reach 　is a station with no one
If I look back 　darkness floats upon the fickleness of insolent neon colours
that are wrapping up this fleeting life
like the rundown district’s cinemas which seem to have both meetings and partings
In this small world, the kitten that borrows the armour of a lion
If it feels depressed by the evening sun 　then, at the fireplace of its house... zzZ

While I was inhaled 　and taken advantage of 　the transient dream 　leaps and bursts
Dent it a little 　while forgetting again 　for the next day will still be frivolous
It got rubbed in 　and I was cornered 　without realising, I became a lost child
For it’s too late to come to my senses 　and ask “where is this?” after I realised

The pride that I used in replacement of a business card
Other than the occasional maintenance, it was used regularly
the place that I always returned to 　is a location with an indifferent charn
while the place that I always dropped by 　is five minutes away on foot
I have the directions to a brilliant Eden that’s not placed on a map
Liking it, hating it 　in any case, it’s usually a misunderstanding
I ate the piglet that fell in love in the peaceful meadow 　without even knowing its name...

While I was inhaled 　and taken advantage of 　the superficial dream 　crumbles and scatters
“I’m not attached” 　I sighed again 　and cried, incorrigibly
It got rubbed in 　and I was cornered 　without realising, I became a lost child
No matter how many times, I will not be able to say 　”where is this?” as I come to my senses

After all, one day will recite the incantation that “I’m the only special one”
Thinking this way 　even though it is absurd 　in any case, it is in order to become an entreaty to a deity at the end
It accumulates 　and I destroy it 　despite the fact that this is preposterous
Saying that by returning to the earth 　I repay my debt 　isn’t something that should be conveniently spoken

While I was inhaled 　and taken advantage of 　the transient dream 　leaps and bursts
Dent it a little 　while forgetting again 　for the next day will still be frivolous
It was rubbed in 　and I was cornered 　while I still did not know why, I became alone
For it’s too late for me to come to my senses 　and ask “who am I?” after I realised

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✩source: Masqueradelie