ポリリズム
PORIRIZUMU
Polyrhythm
とても大事な キミの想いは
無駄にならない 世界は廻る
ほんの少しの 僕の気持ちも
巡り巡るよ
Totemo daiji na kimi no omoi wa
Muda ni naranai sekai wa mawaru
Hon no sukoshi no boku no kimochi mo
Megurimeguru yo
Your very precious feelings
Won't be in vain, the world spins,
My small feelings
Bounce around from here to there, too.
くり返す このポリリズム
あの衝動は まるで恋だね
くり返す いつかみたいな
あの光景が 甦るの
くり返す このポリリズム
あの反動が うそみたいだね
くり返す このポリループ
ああプラスチック みたいな恋だ
またくり返す このポリリズム このポリリズム
Kurikaesu kono PORIRIZUMU
Ano shoudou wa marude koi da ne
Kurikaesu itsuka mitai na
Ano keshiki ga yomigaeru no
Kurikaesu kono PORIRIZUMU
Ano handou ga uso mitai da ne
Kurikaesu kono PORIRUUPU
Aa PURASUCHIKKU mitai na koi da
Mata kurikaesu kono PORIRIZUMU kono PORIRIZUMU
This polyrhythm repeats,
That impulse is almost like love, isn't it?
It repeats, the scenery like someday
Is reborn.
This polyrhythm repeats,
That reaction is almost like a lie, isn't it?
This polyloop repeats,
Ah, it's a plastic kind of love.
This polyrhythm repeats again and again.
このポリリズム ポリループ
Kono PORIRIZUMU PORIRUUPU
This polyrhythm, polyloop.
ほんの少しの 僕の気持ちが
キミに伝わる そう信じてる
とても大事な キミの想いは
無駄にならない 世界は廻る
ほんの少しの 僕の気持ちも
巡り巡るよ
Hon no sukoshi no boku no kimochi ga
Kimi ni tsutawaru sou shinjiteru
Totemo daiji na kimi no omoi wa
Muda ni naranai sekai wa mawaru
Hon no sukoshi no boku no kimochi mo
Megurimeguru yo
I believe that these small feelings of mine
Can be conveyed to you.
Your very precious feelings
Won't be in vain, the world spins.
My small feelings
Bounce around from here to there, too.
くり返す このポリリズム
あの行動は まるで恋だね
くり返す いつかみたいな
あの感動が 甦るの
くり返す このポリリズム
あの反動が うそみたいだね
くり返す このポリループ
ああプラスチック みたいな恋だ
またくり返す ポリリズム
Kurikaesu kono PORIRIZUMU
Ano shoudou wa marude koi da ne
Kurikaesu itsuka mitai na
Ano kandou ga yomigaeru no
Kurikaesu kono PORIRIZUMU
Ano handou ga uso mitai da ne
Kurikaesu kono PORIRUUPU
Aa PURASUCHIKKU mitai na koi da
Mata kurikaesu PORIRIZUMU
This polyrhythm repeats,
That impulse is almost like love, isn't it?
It repeats, those feelings like someday
Are reborn.
This polyrhythm repeats,
That reaction is almost like a lie, isn't it?
This polyloop repeats,
Ah, it's a plastic kind of love.
This polyrhythm repeats again and again.