Henge

Masui no kirekakaru gogo wa shinkei ga mukidashi ni naru Kabin ni sashita hana o mite utsukushii nante omowanai Hari no saki kara afuredasu toumei na chi o omoidasu Kimi ga hohoenda to shite mo watashi wa tada no 'kikai' ni naru Torikago kara kanaria ga uragitte nigedashite yuku Watashi no naka ni aru "jiku" ga sukoshi zutsu yugande shimau Natsukashii nioi wa shiroi tairu no kage ni kakureteru Shikyuu no kioku o nakushite watashi wa tada no "kikai" ni naru, naru, naru Nuritsubushita honnou ni Kotae ga kakusarete ireba Zetsubou no tegakari sae mo Mitsukedasu koto ga dekiru Nuritsubushita honnō ni Kotae ga kakusarete ireba Zetsubō no tegakari sae mo Mitsukedasu koto ga dekiru Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Nuritsubushita honnou ni Kotae ga kakusarete ireba Going down, going down Nuritsubushita honnou ni Kotae ga kakusarete ireba Going down Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life

Por la tarde, cuando la anestesia empieza a desvanecerse, mis nervios quedan completamente expuestos Miro las flores puestas en el florero y ni siquiera puedo pensar que sean hermosas Recuerdo la sangre transparente que brota de la punta de una aguja Incluso si sonrieras, yo solo me convertiría en una simple «máquina» Desde la jaula, el canario traiciona y huye veloz El "eje" dentro de mí se va torciendo poco a poco El aroma nostálgico se esconde en la sombra de los azulejos blancos Perdiendo la memoria del vientre, me convierto en una simple "máquina", en máquina, en máquina Si en mi instinto sepultado y cubierto de sombras se encuentra la respuesta oculta esperando, hasta la pista más leve de la desesperación sería capaz de encontrar y descifrar. En este instinto sepultado y cubierto de sombras Si la respuesta misma estuviera escondida Incluso hasta la más tenue pista de la desesperación Sería capaz de encontrarla al fin Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida En mi instinto pintado y cubierto de sombras, si es que la respuesta se oculta allí, Voy cayendo, voy cayendo, en mi instinto pintado y cubierto de sombras... Si la respuesta se encuentra oculta en algún lugar Deslizándome hacia el abismo Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi existencia Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi existencia Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida Abstrae mi vida, abstrae mi vida

À tarde, quando a anestesia começa a passar, meus nervos ficam completamente à flor da pele Olho para as flores no vaso e nem consigo pensar que são bonitas Lembro-me do sangue transparente que transborda da ponta de uma agulha Mesmo que você sorrisse, eu me tornaria apenas uma simples «máquina» Da gaiola, o canário trai e foge para longe O "eixo" dentro de mim vai se torturando pouco a pouco O aroma nostálgico se esconde na sombra dos azulejos brancos Perdendo a memória do útero, eu me torno apenas uma "máquina", em máquina, em máquina Se no instinto obscurecido e soterrado uma resposta estivesse guardada e esquecida, até mesmo o menor rastro do desespero eu seria capaz de encontrar e revelar. Nesse instinto sufocado e pintado de silêncio Se a própria resposta estivesse escondida Até mesmo a mais tênue pista do desespero Eu seria capaz de encontrar Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida No instinto que pintei e ocultei, se a resposta estiver escondida ali, Descendo, descendo, no instinto que pintei e ocultei... Se a resposta estivesse escondida por aí Descendo sem parar Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida Abstraia minha vida, abstraia minha vida

In the afternoon, as the anesthesia begins to wear off, my nerves are left completely exposed I look at the flowers placed in the vase and I can't even think they are beautiful I remember the transparent blood overflowing from the tip of a needle Even if you were to smile, I would simply become a mere 'machine' From the cage, the canary betrays and flies away The "axis" inside me slowly warps and bends The nostalgic scent hides within the shadow of white tiles Losing the memory of the womb, I become just a "machine", a machine, a machine If deep within this overridden, buried instinct an answer lies hidden away, even the faintest clue of utter despair I would be able to find and uncover. Deep within this buried, painted instinct If the answer itself were hidden away Even the faintest clue born of despair I would finally be able to find Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life In the instinct I painted over and concealed, if the answer is hidden away there, Going down, going down, in the instinct I painted over and concealed... If the answer is hidden somewhere away Going down Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life Abstract my life, abstract my life