Japanese
Rōmaji
様も無く 生き腐れ
両の眼は 曇らえど
訳も無く 存えて
物の哀れを 訴わん
恥も無く 憚りて
故郷の誉れは 尽きるとも
懲りずまに 歩む我に
一瞥たりと 望みはせぬ
死に狂いでは 間に合わぬ
生きるものこそ 狂おしい
がらがら 合点じゃ(おい)
ごろごろ 獄官じゃ(おい)
ばらばら 縺れる 物の音を
がらがら 合点じゃ(おい)
ごろごろ 獄官じゃ(おい)
わらわら 挙りて 結ぶが 吾等
甲斐も無く 不貞腐れ
斯かる尾籠に 居直れど
術も無く 頽れて
物の聞えに 慰む
謂れ無く 出し抜かれ
折れる弱気に 覚えは無し
心無く 蔑されど
生きはだかるは 毛虫の相
死に狂いでは 間に合わぬ
生きるものこそ 狂おしい
がらがら 合点じゃ(おい)
ごろごろ 獄官じゃ(おい)
ばらばら 縺れる 物の音を
がらがら 合点じゃ(おい)
ごろごろ 獄官じゃ(おい)
わらわら 挙りて 結ぶが 吾等
生まれ生まれ 生が身の仇
生くるまで 穴は穿っても穴
死に狂いでは 釣り合わぬ
生きるものこそ 愛おしい
がらがら 合点じゃ(おい)
ごろごろ 獄官じゃ(おい)
ばらばら 縺れる 物の音を
がらがら 合点じゃ(おい)
ごろごろ 獄官じゃ(おい)
わらわら 挙りて 結ぶとぞ良し
だらだら 達観じゃ(おい)
どろどろ 吶喊じゃ(おい)
ばらばら 零れる 物の怪を
だらだら 達観じゃ(おい)
どろどろ 吶喊じゃ(おい)
まだまだ 通いて 愛でるが 吾等
English Translation
Without grace rotten alive
Though both my eyes may blur
Without reason living long
To call on the pathos of things
Without shame thriving
Even if the honor of my hometown is exhausted
In spite of failure, I am walking
And I expect not a single glance
With desperation you will not make it
Life itself is mind-blowing
'Tis clattering consent (hey)
'Tis a thundering turnkey (hey)
The scattered tangly musical tones
'Tis clattering consent (hey)
'Tis a thundering turnkey (hey)
Loosely assembling and binding them together, that is us
Fruitlessly getting sulky
Though I turn aggressive at such indecency
Helplessly I collapse and
Am consoled by the public opinion
Unjustly I am forestalled
I've no experience in yielding timidity
Although heartlessly disregarded
To idly subsist is the nature of a woolly worm
With desperation you will not make it
Life itself is mind-blowing
'Tis clattering consent (hey)
'Tis a thundering turnkey (hey)
The scattered tangly musical tones
'Tis clattering consent (hey)
'Tis a thundering turnkey (hey)
Loosely assembling and binding them together, that is us
After being born, life may bring your ruin (1)
Until you live, a hole is a hole even if you drill it (2)
With desperation you will find no harmony
Life itself is heart-robbing
'Tis clattering consent (hey)
'Tis a thundering turnkey (hey)
The scattered tangly musical tones
'Tis clattering consent (hey)
'Tis a thundering turnkey (hey)
Loosely assemble and one may well bind them together
'Tis lengthy philosophy (hey)
'Tis muddled battle cries (hey)
The scattered overflow of supernatural beings
'Tis lengthy philosophy (hey)
'Tis muddled battle cries (hey)
Still in touch with them and loving them, that is us