【Hatsune Miku】 Skeleton Orchestra and Lilia SUB 【OFF VOCAL】

Skeleton Orchestra and Lilia-
Vocaloid- Hatsune Miku
Music/Lyrics/Illustration- Tohma
Subbed- XSaberMeltdownX
Off Vocal- sionlovemusic ( • 【ニコカラ】骸骨楽団とリリア【offVocal版】 )
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PLEASE TELL ME IF YOU SEE ANY MISTAKES~!
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Because no one else had~! :D By the way, i wrote the word "colour" with a "u" because i'm English, okay? But for you Americans, Australians, and maybe a few other English speaking people, i spelt "Theatre" the American way, alright? So we're even now~? :3 By the way, go check out ALL the nico covers of this, especially the Yurin (ゆりん) and Ali (あり) versions, they're awesome~!
The subbed lyrics belong to animelyrics.com (thought i did slightly change some areas to make it more possible to sing xD), and can be found here-
www.animelyrics...
Or, here-
The taciturn God abandoned the sound and waned,
while the night sky, being a crybaby, was moved to tears.
It's a song, unknown to anyone, sung only to this moonlit night,
in a grey theater together with the Orion by the window.
No matter how many times, I can hear this lonesome unskillful voice.
The rusted instruments were an illusion in the depths of the ocean.
Merely gathering those timbres I heard in my dream,
I wove them together so that they would eventually bud.
The song of interstellar traveling will not reach its destination.
See, even though I kept singing, I was still crying alone
in the music festival where I danced.
Are the sounds reaching your ears? Romeo? Romeo?.
I fell in an almost magical love with a sound,
which I had finally met after years of separation,
and I didn't even notice.
With their words completely drained, the people of this boring country
began to seek out the things they had lost.
The melted antique days completely clogged the mirrors
in the ruins on Mars with the Cassiopeia in the sky' s broad daylight.
No matter how many times, I can hear the sound of forlorn words raining,
into which the sketched skeletons seem to be burying their lonely imagination.
The distancing, sinking, and blurring sky, clueless about the situation,
is taking me with it to that world where there is heavy downpour.
To that faraway country that has been moisturized and then bloomed,
I let my thoughts fly, while my eyes are growing dull.
Now I make a wish to the stars, Romeo, Romeo.
Pass through the gate, find my way out of the fog,
even if everything's taken from me, I'll meet you.
I will rely on the whispering voice.
The streets I'm walking on and the winter in a glass bottle
look like a movie scene from somewhere.
On the narrow and long railroad tracks,
they stain me into their colours.
In the distant and quiet morning
that loses its colour as soon as it's touched,
I found a fragment of sound.
See, even though I kept singing, I was still crying alone
in the music festival where I danced.
Are the sounds reaching your ears? Romeo, Romeo.
I fell in an almost magical love with a sound,
which I had finally met after years of separation,
before I would fall into a slumber and become cold.
When I closed my eyes and felt with my hand,
I heard the beats in the depths of my chest.
I'm sending this endless melody
to the nameless you.