Miezaru
Ude
The Invisible Arm
nemurenu yoi wa
rojiura no midara na chatte ni yatsuatari shite...
aa...miezaru sono
ude de kubi o shimeru...
fantome de reve kowareyuku ego
no itami...
kuruenu yoi wa
yaneura no chiisana chateau o korogemawaru...
aa...miezaru sono
ude no yakeru itami...
fantome douloureux yasuzake o abite
nemuru...
The sleepless night vents its anger on a lewd female cats in a back valley...
Ah...your invisible phantom arm is strangling your neck again...
as you, shrouded in your dream's fantasy, begin to break down in pain...
The sober intoxication tumbles the manor with a small attic back and forth...
Ah...the scorching pain in your invisible phantom arm...
is just phantom pain, but yet, you can no longer sleep without being intoxicated...
("Alvarez
shougun ni tsuzuke!")
("Follow General Alvarez!")
tasogare ni somaru
furuki kemono no mori...senjou de deatta futari no otoko...
kinpatsu no Laurant...sekihatsu
no Laurant...
arasoi wa
meguri...shikabane o tsumiageru...
kagaisha wa dare
de...higaisha wa dare ka?
shayou no kage ni
yaiba wa akaguroku kirameite--
In an ancient feral forest at dusk...two men encountered each other on the battlefield...
One Laurant with blond hair...another also Laurant but with red hair...
One fight after another...the mountains of corpses keep growing higher and higher...
Who is the assailant...and who is the victim?
The blades shine in a maroon hue in the setting sun's shadow--
kataude to tomo ni
ubawareta sa vie
shigoto wa hosare
koibito wa dete itta...
nani mo ka mo
ushinatta ubawareta saitei na la vie
fui ni osou itami
ni obieru kurashi...
As one of his arms had been severed from him together with his good life,
he ended up losing his job, and his loved one had also left him...
It was the worst imaginable life, where he had lost everything,
but he lived on, all while constantly fearing more incoming sudden pains...
"le plus
souvent...anata wa unasare naguru kara...
watashi wa...kono mama ja izure shinde shimau
wa...
au revoir...anata o dare yori
aishite'ru...
sore de mo...onaka no ko no yoi pere ni
wa narenai wa..."
"More often than not...you have nightmares in your sleep and punch your fists around...
At this rate...I'm afraid I'll die under your fists someday...
Goodbye...I love you more than anyone else...but still...
it's impossible for you to become a good father to the unborn child in my belly..."
du vin...du champagne...de
l'eau-de-vie...
Wine... Champagne... Brandy...
aa...nemuri no
mori no seijaku o kirisaki...mata yatsu ga arawareru--
Ah...shattering the stillness of his dream...the one he fears is back again--
uma o karu
sugata...masa ni akumu...
akai kami o
furimidashite...furuu shinigami no kama...
kubi o karu
sugata...masa ni fuusha...
akai hana ga
sakimidarete...furuu seishin no hari...
yami o karuku
matotta--
The image of that man riding on his horse...is truly like a nightmare...
with his hair down and disheveled...he wields the Grim Reaper's scythe...
The image of that man decapitating others...is truly resemblant of a red mill...
the extravagantly blooming red flowers...bestow upon him even more valor and power...
He quietly and lightly clocked himself in darkness--
yume kara sameta
genjitsu wa sore de mo nao mo yume no
naka
yue ni...sono go
no kare no jinsei wa sake to
kyouki...meguru itami no naka
hidari no hoo ni
juuji-kizu akaku moeru kami ni tobiiro
no me
yatsu o...korose
to ude ga uzuku no da "miezaru
ude" ga uzuku no da...
dare ga kagaisha
de...dare ga higaisha da...shinigami o sagashi houmurou...
Then, he wakes up from his dream, or maybe he's still in his dream,
so...since then his life has been filled with alcohol and madness...shrouded in endless pain.
The one who took his arm had a cross-shaped scar on his left cheek, red hair, and maroon eyes;
now his phantom arm throbs in pain, as though urging him to kill that bastard for revenge...
Who is the assailant...and who is the victim? Now find your grim reaper and bury him alive...
("koroshite
kureru...")
("Kill him...")
chevalier wa futatabi uma
ni matagari...toki wa mokushita mama sekai o utsurou--
ikoku no sakaba de
futatabi deatta futari no Laurant...
sekigan ni shite
sekiwan aruchuu ni shite yakuchuu...
aa...katsute no
ban'yuu miru kage mo naku...
fui ni
tobidashita otoko no te ni wa epee
noir
shuui ni
tobichitta sang marude vineux
noir
sashinagara...tomosareta
tamuke no hana no na--"Bonsoir"
nukinagara...tomosareta
uta no na--"Au revoir"
kuzureochita otoko
no na wa Laurant...hashirisatta otoko no na wa Laurencin...
mou hitori no Laurant
wa...tada...bouzen to tachitsukushita mama...
The knight returns to his horse's back...as time quietly passes, bringing changes to the world--
the two men, both named Laurant, ran into each other again at a bar in a distant land...
The red-haired man had only one eye and one arm, and was completely wasted...
Ah...there wasn't a single trace on him now of his savage valor from the past...
A third man suddenly jumped into the scene, holding a black blade.
The blood that began to spill everywhere was as red as wine.
As he stabbed his blade in...a flower--named "Good evening"-- was offered to the deities.
As he drew his blade back out...a poem--titled "Farewell"--was lit up.
The name of the felled man was Laurant... The name of the man who ran off was Laurencin...
There was one more Laurant, who merely stood on his spot still, dumbfounded...
dare ga kagaisha
de...dare ga higaisha da...giseisha bakari ga fuete yuku...
mawaru
yo...mawaru...nikushimi no fuusha ga...odoru yo...odoru...honoo no you ni...
aa...hashira no
kage ni wa...shounen no kage ga...tobiiro no me de...mitsumete ita...
Who is the assailant...and who is the victim? The number of victims only keeps on increasing...
The windmill of hatred...spins on and on...and it flickers and sways...like a flame...
Ah, in a column's shadow...was another youngster...who had been watching...with his maroon eyes...
("aa...jinsei
wa mamanaranu...
saredo...kono itami koso...watashi ga ikita
akashi na no da...")
("Ah...One's life is beyond one's control...
Even so...this pain in my invisible arm...is proof that I have lived...")
fukushuugeki no
butai o orosare...otoko wa kangaehajimeru...
nokosareta
ude...nokosareta jinsei...miezaru sono imi o--
sakazuki o
mitashita budoushu...sono ajiwai ga mune ni shimita...
With the curtains of his revenge lowered...the man begins pondering...
The other arm left on me...the life left to me...and their invisible meaning--
The taste of this full cup of wine...soaked in and stung my heart...
(soko ni Roman
wa aru no kashira?)
(Could the story be found over there?)
