ポストに紛れた白い封A white envelope hidden in the mailbox
触れた瞬間 温度が消えたThe moment I touched it, the warmth was gone
宛名はないのに 私の名をThere was no name, yet my own name
静かな文字が呼んでいたWas quietly called by the silent letters
破れそうな沈黙を 胸に折りたたみFolding a silence about to tear, deep into my chest
街灯の影を縫って 導かれてくThreading through the shadows of streetlamps, I am led away
鍵穴みたいな路地の奥Deep in an alley narrow as a keyhole
「来て」という気配だけが増えるOnly the presence of 'come' grows stronger
静寂の招待状 開けば戻れないAn invitation of silence—open it and there is no turning back
息をするたび 世界が薄くなるWith every breath I take, the world grows thin
怖いのに 目を逸らせないI'm afraid, yet I cannot look away
封蝋の赤が 心に火を点けるThe crimson wax seal sets my heart on fire
さあ 扉の向こうへCome, beyond the door
名前のない夜へInto a nameless night
しん…としたまま 鼓動だけが踊るStill and silent, only my heartbeat dances
聞こえない声に 私が応えるTo a voice I cannot hear, I respond
鏡に映った私の影The shadow of me reflected in the mirror
一拍遅れで微笑んだSmiled a single beat too late
知らないはずの香りがしてA scent I should not know drifts in the air
記憶の鍵が回りだすAnd the key of memory begins to turn
誰にも言えないまま 大事に隠したWhat I hid so carefully, telling no one
弱さの形を 見透かされてくThe shape of my weakness is seen right through
階段の先 瞬く灯りAt the end of the stairs, a flickering light
「待ってた」と 空気が囁く'I've been waiting,' the air whispers low
静寂の招待状 指先が震えるAn invitation of silence, my fingertips are trembling
逃げたいのに 近づいてしまうI want to run, yet I draw closer still
甘い闇に ほどかれてUnraveled by this sweet darkness
孤独の輪郭が 音もなく溶けるThe outline of my loneliness melts without a sound
もう 戻れないならIf I can never go back now
いっそ 確かめたいThen I'd rather see the truth
沈黙は罠じゃなく 合図だったThe silence was never a trap, it was a sign
私が私を 迎えに来たんだIt was me who came for me
閉じ込めた願いが 今The wish I locked away
鍵になって 扉を開けるNow becomes the key and opens the door
静寂の招待状 破っても消えないAn invitation of silence—tear it, and it will not fade
心の奥で ずっと鳴ってたIt has been ringing deep in my heart all along
怖いのに 美しいI'm afraid, yet it is beautiful
闇の中でだけ 光れる私がいるThere is a me who can only shine in the dark
さあ その名を呼んでCome, call out that name
新しい夜へInto a brand-new night
ベルの余韻 呼吸の残響The echo of the bell, the resonance of a breath
遠ざかる足音 そして静けさだけFootsteps fading away, and then—only the silence