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途上
02:47
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終わりたがっていた喜びよ
人間外の空白よ
啓蒙精神が悴んだ手を強制で働かせ
作り出すことを生産と呼び
わからないままに収奪し
肝心の暴力が暗い商品に成り下がる
何年も積み上げたここしかないという閉塞
追いつけない不能の轍
追い出せない人間讃歌
想像は現実への同調で
我が人形として在ること
今何かが終わろうとしている？
今 何かが…
On the way
A joy that longed to end.
Nonhuman void
The Enlightenment forces our withered hands to work
Creation is called production
Deprives, without knowing it
The essential violence turns out to be a dark commodity
A cloture that has been built up over the years, is the only place to be
the impotent track, untraceable
Hymn to humanity, un-kicked-outable
Imagination is a compromise to reality
Me, being a pupet
Now, something is about to end?
Now, something is...
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イデオローグ
02:12
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暗い商品の完成と栄光
無限の富と無罪の証明は見えない光に閉ざされて
最新の啓蒙に簡単に跪く
群衆の栽培 言説の退行
商売上の虚仮威し
笑うことに疑義を重ねる
金になる端数
暗い商品
仇を語るもの
嗤うように咎と仇を語るもの
誰も彼も何を弄ぶ
我の問いは無駄なのか
生き急いだ曖昧なこの場所が俺には貧しくて
少し見渡せばわかるはずだ
人間など容れ物に過ぎない
歴史が生んだまやかしが消費＝生産の共軛へ
我の言葉、我の精神、それだけが落ちていく縁で回避できるのか
結局は不可能な中心のその恒数を知りたかったのだ
Ideologue
The completion and glory of a dark commodity
Infinite wealth and innocence, sealed in the invisible light
Easily kneels to the latest enlightenment
Cultivation of crowds, Regression of discourse
The false pretense of business
Questioning to laugh
Fractions turn out to be money
A dark commodity
which speaks of vengeance
Like a chuckle, it speaks of blame and vengeance,
Everyone is toying with what?
Is my question futile?
This hastily ambiguous place, is too poor for me
Look around a little and you'll see
Mankind is nothing more than a container
Only my words, my spirit, can they avoid the falling edge of the illusion produced by history
which is a conjugation of consumption and production?
After all, all i wanted to know is the constant number of the Impossible centre
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溺れる
01:23
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記憶のせいで刻まれる理性
思い出す過程で分かれ
滲むような悲鳴
裸足で走って足跡まみれで語る
誰のせいで？
全ては霧中で
無数の否認が
諦めは何より重く
文字を編んでは消していた
足音ばかり見つめても
笑って泣くことには勝てない
望んだわけではない列に
今日も胡乱な目で並び
無産者たちの吐く反吐に
慈悲を見ては狼狽える
彼我を分かった
劣情と指名
冷めきった場所の記憶
微かな文字をかき分けて
未だわからぬ他者との共鳴
私だけが胡乱なまま
薄暗がりに女が見えた
旅立ったと思ったあの女
消した記憶が木霊する
風に染みつく秋の気配
Drown
Reason inscribed by memory
Grasp, by the process of remembering
Blurring Screams
Running barefoot and covered in footprints, talking
Whose fault ?
All in a fog
Countless denials
Giving up is graver than anything
I weave the words, then erase
Staring at the footsteps
I can't beat crying by laughing
In a undesired queue
Even today I stand in line with fishy eyes
In the vomit of proletarians
Looking at mercy and I'm upset
I part company with him
Inferiority and nomination
Memories of a frozen place
Wading through the faint letters
Resonance with the other, yet unknown
I am the only one who remains fishy
I saw a woman in the dusk
The woman I thought had departed
The erased record echoes
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球体と亀裂
01:36
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都会の躁 不快な思考と身銭 無駄な叫び
際限ない自己反省の果てに自我を腫らせ
韜晦の言説に何年も絆されて
現実の輪郭で鈍化した鏡
闘争の前提もわからないまま
否定したい衝動がここに引き留める
世界は無関係の総体だった
かくも無惨に叫ばねばならないほどに疲弊しきった文明において
要らない需要を受け容れ自らを市場に擲つことにいかなる屈託もあるまいか
境界の曖昧さがこの時代の与件だが
未来に埋め込まれる現在が容易に見つかるのであれば
本来性などはじめから失われていて
世界は無関係の総体だった
「世界」の夢想の水準に滅入る
政治と文学と革命の最期
浩瀚な本を何冊も読んでわかった
そうだろう
我は肉のカタマリ
Spheres and Cracks
Urban mania, unpleasant thoughts and pennies, futile cries
Swollen ego at the end of incessant self-reflexivity
Bonded for years by the discourse of the self-effacement
Mirrors dulled by the contours of reality
Without knowing the premise
The urge to deny keeps me here
The world was a sum of the unrelated
In a civilisation so exhausted that it must cry out so cruelly
In accepting unnecesary demand and throwing yourself on the market, you have no hesitation?
The ambiguity of boundaries is a prerequisite of our age
If it is easy to find the present embedded in the future
the authenticity was lost from the start
The world was a sum of the unrelated
Annoyed by the standard of the World’s reverie
The end of Politics, Literature and Revolution
I've realised that by reading a number of voluminous books
I Know this is true
I am a piece of meat
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5. |
出エジプト
01:06
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語られない
顧みられない
相貌は群像で贖えない
無関係を知った感性は滂沱…考えるほどの時差はなく
映像は幻滅の時間と記録を見つめ返す
散歩しよう
散歩しよう
川べりで昼寝しよう
想像する
現在がいつか濁流に呑まれることを
Exodus
Unspoken
Unconsidered
Faces cannot be redeemed by group images
The sensibility that knows the unrelatedness is a flood... there is not enough time difference to think about it
The image looks back at the time and record of disillusionment
Let's take a walk, let's take a walk
Let's take a nap by the river
I imagine, one day the present will be swallowed by a stream
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6. |
1968
03:47
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快楽ばかり闇雲に詰め込んだ街
関わらぬ場所にある耐えられない観念の猛り
白昼は人格の罅を競う莫迦達にさえ追い越されて行く当てがない
募るばかりの厭世の思い
拙速な問いにアジが舞い
成熟を拒絶して絶対透明の革命を
軽薄な言葉の群れ
消してやろうか恥と理想
拒絶したはずの成熟をニヒリズムで塗り替えて
消費＝生産
戦後的錯視
終わりたがっていた意味が終わろうとしている時
知識と権力はまさに統合されなければならない
我の問いが行動的ニヒリズムにすぎなかったとして
意匠が「もの」である限り言うことはない
個が個として在ろうとする異様きわまりない時代だ
お前もまた容れ物にすぎないなら革命は擬制であるだろう
拙速に問う真理の形態は鼎立が与件だった
結局群衆の個にアウラが宿ることはない
解放を偽り最後の世迷言
我の問いが疎外への疎外を
1968
A city blindly crammed with pleasures
The fury of unbearable concepts in an uninvolved place.
In the daylight, even the idiots who boost their scars have overtaken me, and I have nowhere to go
Pessimism only grows more and more
Agitations flow in the poor question
Reject maturity, let an absolute transparent revolution be
A bunch of frivolous words
Shall I erase them, shame and ideals?
Painting over maturity that once rejected with nihilism
Consumption = Production
Post-war trompe l'oeil
The time when the meaning that wanted to end is about to end
Knowledge and power must be integrated
If my question was only behavioural nihilism
As long as the design is a Thing, there is nothing to say
It is a bizarre time when an individual tries to be an individual
If you too were only a container, the revolution would be a fiction
The form of the truth that I am asking so poorly was given of a triumvirate
In the end, Aura does not dwell in the individual of the crowd
Faking emancipation, the last nonsense
My question is the alienation to be alienated
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7. |
黙示録的情熱と死
02:26
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血の支配が続く
自己否定に沈む
全て拐う雨に
黒いメシアニズム
我の空を今ここで捨てる
二つを望む
金と恥辱
花田清輝
冷めたバリケード
歴史以後の世界の終極
仇のように
花のように
二つにはなれない
一つのまま
Apocalyptic passion and death
The bloody reign continues
Sinking into self-denial
In the rain that sweeps everything away
Black messianism
I abandon my sky, here and now
I demand two things
Money and shame
Hanada Kiyoteru
Chilled barricades
The end pole of the post-historical world
Like a vengeance
Like a flower
Cannot become two
Remain one
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