Crimson (Makka / 真赤)
My Hair is Bad
Lyrics: Tomohito Shiiki (椎木知仁)
Music: Tomohito Shiiki (椎木知仁)
Arrangement: My Hair is Bad
Release Date: July 8, 2015
Romaji
Burajā no hokku wo hazusu toki dake
kokoro no naka made wakatta ki ga shita
keitai nante denakute ii
itsunomanika tsugi no jikan ga tomareba ii
yokuasu, kimi wa saki ni deteitta
boku ni to, kagi, nokoshite
yūdachi no yanda machi ga chikazuketa
tada hi ga ochita, Shimokitazawa wa chika no raibu hausu
itsumo wa tsumetaku suru kuse ni
futari no toki wa yasashiku suru n da ne
kimi wa iu “anata, inu mitai de ii” tte
sanbansen ni kanashii oto ga nagareta
aimai na chikai, aitai ga itai
baibai ga kikoenakunaru yō ni
haru, koi ni ochite
mimi wo sumashite kimi wo sagashite
boku wa dareka wo tsuini ushinatte
soredemo ii tte kimi wo matō tte kimetita
natsu no nioi ga shita
0.1 byō de akiru mainichi ga
totsuzen, kagayakidashita n da
me ga au dake demo nazedaka mune ga itanda
karappo no korukubōdo ni wa
donna shashin ga atta no ka ki ni natta
mitsumeta mama tonari de damatteita
kimi no inu nari ni ki wo tsukatta n da
furimuite hoshikute nazeka amaete shimau
kakkō tsukanai yo na tte waratteita
aikagi wo kaeshite kubiwa wo hazushite
chanto iō tte kimeteta
kimi wo matotte hō ni furetatte
tada hibikanakute kyoriwa itoshi sa wo
mata kami wo kitte fui ni kaze ga fuite
kimi ni iō tte omotteita
natsu no nioi ga shita
akai kubiwa wa tsuita mama
English
Only when I unhooked your bra
did I feel like I finally understood what was in your heart.
You don’t even have to answer your phone.
Before we know it, I wish time would just stop.
The next morning, you left before me,
leaving behind a key for me.
The city after the evening shower brought us closer.
The sun had just set in Shimokitazawa, at an underground live house.
Even though you usually treat me coldly,
you’re so gentle when it’s just the two of us.
You tell me, “I like that you’re like a dog.”
A sad sound echoed at Track 3.
Vague promises, “I want to see you” hurts,
so that I wouldn’t hear your “goodbye”.
In spring, falling in love,
listening closely, looking for you.
I ended up losing someone,
yet I thought it was okay, and decided to wait for you.
I smelled the scent of summer.
A daily life that I used to get bored of in 0.1 seconds
suddenly began to shine.
Just making eye contact
somehow made my chest ache.
I wondered what kind of photos used to be
on that empty corkboard.
Staring at it, I stayed silent beside you;
in my own dog-like way, I was trying to be considerate.
Wanting you to turn around,
I somehow act spoiled—
laughing, saying I wasn’t looking cool at all.
Returning the spare key, taking off the collar,
I had decided to say it properly.
Enveloped in you, touching your cheek,
it just didn’t reach—
distance again makes love grow deeper.
Cutting my hair again, a sudden gust of wind blew,
and I thought about telling you—
I smelled the scent of summer.
The red collar is still on.
