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Vocaloid - "Old Radio." (Kaito)

Lyrics - English/Japanese

~ Japanese ~

Umareru mae no ookina arasoi 

Kabe ni kakomareta machi 

Soto de wa hito wa ikite wa ikenai to 

Otona ni iware tsuzukete 

Hitori de ikite kita

Ita koto sura wasurete ita chichi ga shinda to shirase ga todoku 

"Nimotsu wo hikitore" kanketsu na yuigon

Soe rareta heya no kagi wa kinji rareta gihou ni tsuzuite ita

Mita koto no nai shikake no tetsu no bou wo nobasu 

Kiita koto no nai kotoba de utawareru ongaku

Heya no oku de nemuru ningyou osanai boku no kao wo shite iru 

Tsunagareta hako ni hikaru moji tsugi no shirei wo matte ita

Hirakare nuware kaette kita chichi 

Kioku ni kasundeta kao 

Tazune takatta boku no ni sugata ni 

Nani wo takushita no ka to 

Karada ni umatte ita dangan wo nigiru

Yoiyami ni magirete ningyou wo kabe no mae he tsurete itta 

Utau hako wo ude ni kakae shujin no kotoba wo matsu

Meirei wa tatta hitotsu da 

Sono koe ga tsuyoku naru hou he

Osanai boku wa unazuite 

Karugaruto kabe wo norikoete kieta

Kare wa itsuka tsunagu darou 

Tachikirareta subete wo 

Boku wa ima wa koko de asa wo matou 

Shikakui sora no shita de

~ English ~

Before I was born, there was a big war

The city has since been enclosed by walls

“Human cannot live beyond these walls”

The adults keeps telling me that

I lived on my own since

A letter arrived informing me of the death of

the father I have forgotten I even had

Along with the concise will: "Collect my belongings"

It came with a key that kept the forbidden craft going

I extend the metal stick on a machine I have never seen before

In a language I have never heard

music is being sung

Deep in the room, there sleeps a doll

He has the same face I had when I was a child

The box it connects to is shows glowing words

It is waiting for the next command

My father's body had returned after being cut open and stitched back

His face was hazy in my memory

I wanted to ask, what is it that he wanted

for my look-alike to achieve?

I clutch the bullet that was buried in the body

Cloaked by the dim twilight,

I brought the doll to the foot of the wall

Holding the singing box in his arms,

he waits for his master's words

There is just one command

Go where this voice gets stronger

The young me nodded

and effortlessly went over the walls

and vanished from sight

I am sure someday, he will reconnect

all that was cut off from us

Now I will just wait for the morning to come

Here, underneath the boxed sky

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