Ali Project - Nakigara no Onna (Poison Tour DVD)

Record from Poison Tour 2010. I do not own any rights for this video, but I think authors would not be against sharing their work with others. Buy the original DVD, if you will like it.

Lyrics (romaji and english translation)

ROMAJI

Doko made mo tsuzuku sono
Ryouran　museru hana no mitsu
Watashi wa chou to umare
Amasu kotonaku
Kanjusuru koufuku no
Isshun ga eien datta

Kizukeba yuka ni taore
Shiroi tenjou wo miteta
Oborete'ku hito no youni
Te wo nobashite kuchi wo ake

Kono koe wo nakusu darou
Anata no namae wo mou yobenai
Maboroshi wa azaraka ni
Yubi ni ima mo fureru noni

Sobie tatsu wa roukaku
Suikyou megutte kairou
Watashi wa miko to umare
Oku no yume wo sazukari mau
Yorukobi no koki wa
Tsuzunai datta

Mienai suna ga ochiru
Kuzureru subete no toki
Uzumoreru hito no you ni
Akiramete mabuta wo toji

Aa kotoba mo houmurare
Anata no namae mo mou shiranai
Maboroshi wa atokata mo naku
Hitomi ni wa kyo bakari

Kizukeba yuka ni taore
Shiroi tenjou wo miteta
Oborete'ku hito no youni
Te wo nobashite kuchi wo ake

Kono koe wo nakusu darou
Anata no namae wo mou yobenai
Maboroshi wo koi nagara
Nakigara no mama ikiyou ka

Kuchi mo sezu yakare mo sezu
Minikuku mo utsukushii watashi

ENGLISH

The garden continues on and on
The profusion chokes over the honey of flowers
I am born as a butterfly
Never being spared,
I have forever submitted
to the moment of happiness

If I realize I have fallen onto the bed
I have seen the white ceiling
Like people drowning
I extend my hand and open my mouth

Will I lose this voice?
It can't say your name anymore
Despite the phantoms now brilliantly
touching my fingers

To tower over like a building
Whimly returning to the corridor
I am born as a shrine maiden
and blessed with dancing with a hundred million dreams
The exhilaration of happiness
was my atonement

The invisible sand is falling
Everything in time is collapsing
Like burying a person
I give up and close my eyes

Ah, even covering my words
I don't even know your name anymore
The phantoms do not have a trace
They were only a lie in my eyes

If I realize I have fallen onto the bed
I have seen the white ceiling
Like people drowning
I extend my hand and open my mouth

Will I lose this voice?
It can't even say your name anymore
While I have love these phantoms
Shall I live just like a corpse?

Even without rotting, even without burning
The beautiful me is ugly