🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Hallucination (Kuroshitsuji The Musical: The Most Beautiful DEATH In The World - Sen no Tamashii to Ochita Shinigami Ending Theme) - Yuya Matsushita

 ==Romanization==
 Azamuku  wa   ososugite
 Sasayaku ni wa   
  omoi o tsuki ni utsushi   yoru o wataru
 
 Hito wa minna   zetsubou no
 Kago no naka    kurasu kotori
  ga kagi kowasanai to   tobenai
 
 Furete sugi    hagasu kuchibiru
 Kore wa yume   itsumo  yume
 Nami no you ni   dakiyoserarete
 Unmei ga kuzure yuku  o kiku
 Nando mo  yume
  konya wa….
 
 Shiro  kuro ka   kimeru yori
 Motomeatte    yori
 Kanashikute mo   ima no hou ga   fukou ja nai
 
  to iu   mayakashi o
 Shinjiru nara   semete  wa
 Kizu ga itamu kisetsu  nai   dokoka de
 
 Karamenagara    yubisaki
 Sore wa tsumi? Sore to mo 
 Koori datta    no honoo ga
 Tokedashite moedashite me o 
 Nando  mita yume
 Demo konya 
 
  ja nai koto o
  koto o
  shitte shimatta
 Osorete ita 
  wa kitto
 Machikogareta hikari ga   tsukuru kage
 
 Furete  ni   hagasu kuchibiru
  mata   sotto furete
  no you ni   dakishimeatte
 Unmei  kuzure yuku oto o kiku
 
 Karamenagara    yubisaki
 Sore  tsumi? Sore to mo wana?
  datta   mune no honoo ga
 Tokedashite moedashite  o tojiru
  mo mita yume
 Demo konya 
 
 ==English Trans==
  too late to deceive
 It’s too  to whisper
  projecting those thoughts onto the moon, I cross the night
 
 All people are  birds
 That live  of the cage of despair
 If someone  break the lock, then they can’t fly
 
 Touching your  and immediately peeling them open-
 This is a hallucination,  usual hallucination
 Like the waves,  be able to hold you close
 And I’d listen to the sound of destiny crumbling 
 It’s a hallucination that I dreamed of  times
 But as for 
 
 Even if it’s sadder than deciding between  and white
 Than seeking and  one another
 I’m not more unhappy 
 
 If you believe in  deception
 Known as the cycle of rebirth, then at  next time
 Be in another land where there is no season when wounds 
 
 My fingertips get lost while they entwine with 
 Is it a sin? Or a 
 The  in my chest that was once ice
 Begins to melt, begins to burn, and I close my 
 It’s a hallucination that I dreamed  many times
  as for tonight….
 
 The  of us knew
 That  not a hallucination
 That  can’t go back
 The things we 
 Surely they
 Were shadows created by  light we longed for
 
 Touching your lips  immediately peeling them open
 And then  them softly again-
 Like the waves, we’d embrace each 
 And we’d listen to the sound of destiny  away
 
 My fingertips get lost  they entwine with you
 Is it a  Or a trap?
 The flame in my  that was once ice
 Begins to melt,  to burn, and I close my eyes
 It’s a hallucination that  dreamed of many times
 But as  tonight….