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BUCK-TICK [ 月世界 ] 歌詞翻譯

《月世界》
SWEET STRANGE LIVE在98年5月9日於日本武道館的最終曲，
在當時是已錄製但尚未發行也未公布曲名，
是今井さん寫給因車禍意外過世朋友的鎮魂歌，
同時也是獻給hide的歌。

附上SWEET STRANGE LIVE
1998年5月9日在日本武道館的演出

#以下中文歌詞僅供參考
#若有誤請不吝嗇指教
#無断転載禁止

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BUCK-TICK [ 月世界 ]

單曲：月世界
發行：1998年5月13日

作詞：櫻井敦司
作曲：今井寿



赤黄色向日葵　橙群青紫陽花
赤黄色向日葵　橙群青紫陽花

紅色黃色向日葵，橙色群青紫陽花
紅色黃色向日葵，橙色群青紫陽花

波に漂う　月の光
昏睡の中　月の光

漂浮於波浪中，月光之下
在昏睡不省中，月光之下

泳ぐ独り　暗い海を

獨自在黑暗的海中游泳

波に漂う　月の光
昏睡の中　月の光

漂浮於波浪中，月光之下
在昏睡不省中，月光之下

走る独り　暗い空を
あなたに逢えるなら

獨自在黑暗的空中奔跑
才能與你相會

赤黄色向日葵　橙群青紫陽花
赤黄色向日葵　橙群青紫陽花

紅色黃色向日葵，橙色群青紫陽花
紅色黃色向日葵，橙色群青紫陽花

泳ぐ独り　深い闇を
あなたに逢えるまで

獨自在黑暗的海中游泳
直到與你相會

赤黄色向日葵　橙群青紫陽花

紅色黃色向日葵，橙色群青紫陽花

波に漂う　月の光
昏睡の中　月の光

漂浮於波浪中，月光之下
在昏睡不省中，月光之下

赤黄色向日葵　 橙群青紫陽花
赤黄色向日葵　 橙群青紫陽花

紅色黃色向日葵，橙色群青紫陽花
紅色黃色向日葵，橙色群青紫陽花

波に漂う

漂浮於波浪中
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