اللورد الفوضى

明日があるさ明日がある
若い僕には夢がある
いつかきっと　いつかきっと
わかってくれるだろう
明日がある　明日がある　明日があるさ

Paradise, to you our minds we will unfold:
Days and nights, when Serenity doth behold
Her silver visage in the watery glass,
Reflecting with liquid swirl in elegant class,
A time that lovers’ embrace doth still conceal,
Through The Racha’s gates have we devis’d to steal.

Silence, silence, every where,
But all the lines were clear;
Silence, silence, every where
Not a soul to hear.

The very street did rot: O Christ!
That ever this should fare!
Yea, slimy things did wriggle with wings
Through the slimy air.

About, about, in reel and rout
The death-rays cast at night;
The silence, like a machine’s eyes,
Shone green, and red and white.

Life’s but a shifting shadow, a lone incense
That sizzles and consumes its hour upon the stand
And then burns no more; it is a photograph
Taken by an idiot, full of light and smoke,
Signifying nothing.