KAGAMINE RIN lyrics : "Non-World Harmonize"
THOSE WHO LOVE, JOIN IN YOUR SONGS, AND BECOME AS ONE...
PRAY TO OUR MOTHER, AND YOU WILL HEAR, HEAR IN YOUR MIND...
"Why did I have to be born in this era?"
"Is it my fault? Whose fault? Won't anyone give me an answer?"
"Ruining and being ruined, it's no help at all -"
"I'm just -"
"I'm simply longing for a kinder world..." - that's all...
Q. What if the whole world was simplified,
If there were an imitation in its place?
"Perhaps I never would've had to see
the sight of your face in tears."
Write it in a hundred chapters.
See, the agitation only repeats itself
Forever tearing, blooming, indifferent -
Lala - beyond reason, outlining our day, a crude design; a fantastic reality...
THOSE WHO LOVE, JOIN IN YOUR SONGS...
The circuits are weeded out, and soon enough, so are people;
Yes, we should single out feelings that offend us, but...
The nights visit and leave on a whim, so I find them frightening
"But even so, I must keep praying, mustn't I?", I say...
Q. What if the whole world was selected,
If there were an imitation in its place?
"Perhaps there wouldn't be
so many of us being lost like this?"
Ah! I process another thought;
Are we causing this chaos in vain?
Tell me, who are you? Indifferent -
Lala - is there, in fact, really any need to pray at all? A fantastic reality...
Q. What if the whole world was simplified,
If there were an imitation in its place?
"Would I have never had to see
the sight of your face in tears?"
Q. What if the whole world was simplified,
If there were an imitation in its place?
"Perhaps I never would've had to see
the sight of your face in tears."
Cry "What a tragedy!" as I might,
Instead I laugh, "Am I the only one hurting?"
See now - tearing, blooming, indifferent;
"Perhaps you never would have been lost?"
Now, I understand;
In longing for a kinder world,
The art of "choosing feelings"
Was an art that was lost to me...
Ah! How pitiful I am;
Only now have I come to understand...
The reason we keep praying...
Beyond reason, we strike out
It's a crude design, born from chaos
Lost to us now, but still your song
Is ever repeated - but for whom?
THOSE WHO LOVE, JOIN IN YOUR SONGS...
THOSE WHO LOVE, JOIN IN YOUR SONGS...
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