Tsumugu gosenfu shizen no setsuri
Inochi no imi o tō imi nado nai
Hoshi no shirabe ni mimi o sumaseba
Warau koto naku koto mo mu kachi sa
Tururirurara tururirurara ame wa kanadete
Tururirurara tururirurara tsuchi wa odokeru
Tururirurara tururirurara hito wa muryokude
Tururirurara tururirurara hito wa utai hito wa inoru
Onchō no naka wake o ronjite
Kunō suru hibi ni yoake nado naisa
Hito wa naze arasō no? Imi no nai kotonanoni
Hito wa naze nikushi mu no? Imi no nai kotonanoni
Hito wa naze kurushimu no? Imi no nai kotonanoni
Hito wa naze kanashimu no? Imi no nai kotonanoni
[x2]
“Shizen no setsuri no naka ningen wa muryokude chippokena sonzaida.
Hito wa onchō ni mo o yudane umare shindeiku shika nai noda.
Warau koto ya kanashimu koto nante muimideari kachi nado nai hazuna noda.”
Tururitururira utae odore
Muryokuna inochiyo tururirara
Tururirurara tururirurara yamai wa otonai
Tururirurara tururirurara toki wa nagareru
Tururirurara tururirurara hito wa muryokude
Tururirurara tururirurara hito wa utai hito wa inoru
Imi no nai inochi ga umare
Imi no nai inochi ga kiete
Imi no nai asa ga yattekite
Imi no nai yoru ga yattekite
The divine providence of nature is a playing music sheet,
there’s no meaning in questioning the meaning of life.
If you listen closely to the melody of the stars,
both laughing and crying will have no meaning.
Tururirurara Tururirurara The rain plays its tune
Tururirurara Tururirurara and the earth jests.
Tururirurara Tururirurara People are powerless,
Tururirurara Tururirurara people sing, people pray.
Inside this grace we have been bestowed, we discuss many theories,
but there’s no daybreak to our days of agony.
Why do people fight, even though it has no meaning?
Why do people hate, even though it has no meaning?
Why do people suffer, even though it has no meaning?
Why do people mourn, even though it has no meaning?
“Inside the divine providence of Nature, humans are just powerless small existences.
People devote to such grace, they born and die and that’s it.
The fact that laughing or suffering are meaningless doesn’t count anything at all.”
Tururiturirurira Sing! Dance!
Such a powerless life! Tururirara
Tururirurara Tururirurara Diseases visit again
Tururirurara Tururirurara and the time flows by.
Tururirurara Tururirurara People are powerless,
Tururirurara Tururirurara people sing, people pray.
A meaningless life is born
A meaningless life vanish
A meaningless morning comes
A meaningless night comes
Tsumugu gosenfu shizen no setsuri
Inochi no imi o tō imi nado nai
Hoshi no shirabe ni mimi o sumaseba
Warau koto naku koto mo mu kachi sa
Tururirurara tururirurara ame wa kanadete
Tururirurara tururirurara tsuchi wa odokeru
Tururirurara tururirurara hito wa muryokude
Tururirurara tururirurara hito wa utai hito wa inoru
Onchō no naka wake o ronjite
Kunō suru hibi ni yoake nado naisa
Hito wa naze arasō no? Imi no nai kotonanoni
Hito wa naze nikushi mu no? Imi no nai kotonanoni
Hito wa naze kurushimu no? Imi no nai kotonanoni
Hito wa naze kanashimu no? Imi no nai kotonanoni
[x2]
“Shizen no setsuri no naka ningen wa muryokude chippokena sonzaida.
Hito wa onchō ni mo o yudane umare shindeiku shika nai noda.
Warau koto ya kanashimu koto nante muimideari kachi nado nai hazuna noda.”
Tururitururira utae odore
Muryokuna inochiyo tururirara
Tururirurara tururirurara yamai wa otonai
Tururirurara tururirurara toki wa nagareru
Tururirurara tururirurara hito wa muryokude
Tururirurara tururirurara hito wa utai hito wa inoru
Imi no nai inochi ga umare
Imi no nai inochi ga kiete
Imi no nai asa ga yattekite
Imi no nai yoru ga yattekite
The divine providence of nature is a playing music sheet,
there’s no meaning in questioning the meaning of life.
If you listen closely to the melody of the stars,
both laughing and crying will have no meaning.
Tururirurara Tururirurara The rain plays its tune
Tururirurara Tururirurara and the earth jests.
Tururirurara Tururirurara People are powerless,
Tururirurara Tururirurara people sing, people pray.
Inside this grace we have been bestowed, we discuss many theories,
but there’s no daybreak to our days of agony.
Why do people fight, even though it has no meaning?
Why do people hate, even though it has no meaning?
Why do people suffer, even though it has no meaning?
Why do people mourn, even though it has no meaning?
“Inside the divine providence of Nature, humans are just powerless small existences.
People devote to such grace, they born and die and that’s it.
The fact that laughing or suffering are meaningless doesn’t count anything at all.”
Tururiturirurira Sing! Dance!
Such a powerless life! Tururirara
Tururirurara Tururirurara Diseases visit again
Tururirurara Tururirurara and the time flows by.
Tururirurara Tururirurara People are powerless,
Tururirurara Tururirurara people sing, people pray.
A meaningless life is born
A meaningless life vanish
A meaningless morning comes
A meaningless night comes