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青春は花火のように

睡魔 戦争 中学 授業
 
Die Jugend ist ein Feuerwerk
 
空を征く《鳥》よ
戦場に散った その花弁は何色だった?
 
他愛も無い  →  《愛》(ラブ)もあれば?
大切なモノ  →  《米?喜劇?》(コメ)もある?
取り戻したいとキミは願った?
 
Spinning, spinning, spinning, school-life
 
不条理な校則 無為な拘束
鳥籠の 《扉》(ドア) 蹴り破って
飛び出す青春 《永遠》(とわ)の一瞬を
 
馬鹿騒げ祭典 奇跡の再転
夜空を舞う 花火のように 鮮やかな《軌跡》を描き
 
風渡る空を
誰かが見上げた 星を探して《よだか》は燃えた?
 
自由の無い  →  《校門》(かべ)の中で?
無慈悲なセカイ  →  終わらせる?
打ち壊したいとキミは願った?
 
Spinning, spinning, spinning, school-days
 
随順な態勢 強いる体制
紅蓮の火種 蒔き散らして
終わらぬ戦闘 何時も先頭で
 
駆け抜ける喧噪 まるで幻想
夜空を縫う 花火のように 想い出を 季節に刻み
 
この傷口は痛々しいか? 誰が中二だって?
身の程なんて 大人のように 弁えてなんか やらないぜ
俺達は中一だ!
 
夢見た光景 熱い憧憬
弱気な心 振り払って
前のめり前進 絶えず漸進を
 
泥塗れ《回転》(ローリン) 開け大輪
夜空を恋う 花火のように 燃え上がる 希望を歌う
 
嗚呼… 進撃  →  進撃  →  中学校!!!
 
ブラボー!!
 
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Youth is Like Fireworks

War against drowsiness, junior high classes!
 
Youth is like Fireworks
 
O, bird that soars across the skies
What color did the flower petals have when they scattered on the battlefield?
 
These are precious things (If you have love?)
As childish as they may be (Will you also have rice? Comedy?)
Did you wish to regain them?
 
Spinning, spinning, spinning, school life
 
Absurd school rules, senseless restraints
Kick down those doors to your bird cage
Youth leaps out in one moment of eternity
 
A silly and boisterous festival, a miraculous turn of events
Like the fireworks that adorn the nightsky, it leaves behind brilliant trails
 
Who was it that looked upon the windy skies?
Did the nighthawk burn brightly in its search for a star?
 
There is no freedom to speak of (Within the school gates[walls]?)
In this merciless world (Will you bring an end to it?)
Did you wish to destroy such a world?
 
Spinning, spinning, spinning, school days
 
Meek obedience, enforced by the system
Sow the seedlings of crimson fire
Always right at the head of this endless battle
 
All the hustle and bustle, it’s like a fantasy
Like the fireworks that paint the nightsky, it engraves these memories upon passing seasons
 
Can’t bear to look at these wounds? Who has 8th grade syndrome now?
I’m not gonna ‘know my place’, cuz that’s the job of adults!
We’re in 7th grade!
 
A scene we dreamt of, such passionate adoration
Rid yourself of your weak hearts
And move forth, steady in your advancement
 
Roll around in mud and open up those blossoms
Like the fireworks that are drawn to the nightsky, it sings of a flaming hope
 
Ah…attack…attack…on junior high!
 
BRAVO!!
 
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