Stem

Stem - JP Romaji Lyrics

Artist: Srv.Vinci

Lyricist: Yuta Nakano

Composer: Daiki Tsuneta




Romaji

“How is it being drowned?

The situation here is overwhelmed”

When the branch of a noise grows down to my soil,

Should I cut down and beguile my days by its soil?

When the ranch of a poise runs out of a manure,

Should we reluctantly maneuver ourselves out of a mess?

Out of the warfare, we seem to seek “fairness”

Spend our time joyousness and so we’re friends with a co-success

After the schmooze, we notice they’ll never soothe

It’s sadly inevitable that the word ‘equivalence’ is already coming into bud

It’s the endless loop of mud

To be back in the war with a thud―It’s a Stem

It’s a Stem

“How is it being drowned?

The situation here is overwhelmed”

Please be less abstract in the nonsense of your being absent

Please be more conscious of the reminiscence of our case

Do you remember a bird that’s left with no trace?

Since then we care less, become free more or less

Rain never stops in my fence-guarded place

It’s a shame to be heard with no words in my breath

Used to be a bird that’s left with no trace

Since then we care less, become free more or less

Ho, saki, haste, the beaker bring,

Fill up, and pass it round the ring;

Love seemed at first an easy thing-

But ah! the hard awakening.

–c.f. Hafiz’s Love’s Awakening

Rain never stops coming, it’s sterilized

When the branch of a noise grows down to my soil,

Should I cut down and beguile my days by its soil?

When the ranch of a poise runs out of a manure,

Should we reluctantly maneuver ourselves out of a mess?

Throughout the war, we seem to seek “fairness”

Spend a time joyous and sober to plan a course of attack or something similar

Although through the schmooze we seem to soon notice

That the word ‘equivalence” is now strongly in demand

It’s the endless loop of mud to be back in the war with a thud

Please be aware of this scud, we’ve fully shed our blood

So now, let’s be back on our theme

Give up please on this cheep scheme

Let’s be real and steel ourselves to endure the stream of time

Till blossom conceals the iron in the―Stem

Till blossom conceals the iron in the―Stem