
English Cover to Masayoshi Minoshima's Bad Apple!!
(c) Touhou Project
Even if the midst of time is overflowing,
There’s a soundless dance going round and round endlessly
I can’t seem to see my own heart,
As it withdraws from myself, and I couldn’t careless
As I stand here, not moving an inch,
I’m being swept away through the cracks of time
I don’t give a damn about anything around me
I am who I am and there’s no more to it
Am I in a dream? Am I seeing anything?
My words aren’t making sense, as I open my own mouth
Sadness only seems to leave me restless
So I would rather not feel anything at all
If you were to speak of those bewildering words
My own heart will be elsewhere not listening at all
If I were to make a move to try and change it all
I would still turn it all to the dark of black
Is there a future for someone like me?
Am I even supposed to exist in this world?
Should my heart ache now? Do I even grieve?
I simply just don’t know, anything of myself
Just by walking it only makes me restless
How am I to care about anyone else?
If someone like me is able to change
I would choose to be the pure colour of white
Even if the midst of time is overflowing,
There’s a soundless dance going round and round endlessly
I can’t seem to see my own heart,
As it withdraws from myself, and I couldn’t careless
As I stand here, not moving an inch,
I’m being swept away through the cracks of time
I don’t give a damn about anything around me
I am who I am and there’s no more to it
Am I in a dream? Am I seeing anything?
My words aren’t making sense, as I open my own mouth
Sadness only seems to leave me restless
So I would rather not feel anything at all
If you were to speak of those bewildering words
My own heart will be elsewhere not listening at all
If I were to make a move to try and change it all
I would still turn it all to the dark of black
If I am to make a move, if I am to make a move
I would destroy it all, choose to destroy it all
If I am to grieve, if I am to grieve
Would my heart turn pure? To the colour of white
I still don’t know you and I still don’t know me
I don’t know anything, nothing at all
If opening my eyes means it all disappear
Then I wont do anything and let it turn black
(c) Touhou Project
Even if the midst of time is overflowing,
There’s a soundless dance going round and round endlessly
I can’t seem to see my own heart,
As it withdraws from myself, and I couldn’t careless
As I stand here, not moving an inch,
I’m being swept away through the cracks of time
I don’t give a damn about anything around me
I am who I am and there’s no more to it
Am I in a dream? Am I seeing anything?
My words aren’t making sense, as I open my own mouth
Sadness only seems to leave me restless
So I would rather not feel anything at all
If you were to speak of those bewildering words
My own heart will be elsewhere not listening at all
If I were to make a move to try and change it all
I would still turn it all to the dark of black
Is there a future for someone like me?
Am I even supposed to exist in this world?
Should my heart ache now? Do I even grieve?
I simply just don’t know, anything of myself
Just by walking it only makes me restless
How am I to care about anyone else?
If someone like me is able to change
I would choose to be the pure colour of white
Even if the midst of time is overflowing,
There’s a soundless dance going round and round endlessly
I can’t seem to see my own heart,
As it withdraws from myself, and I couldn’t careless
As I stand here, not moving an inch,
I’m being swept away through the cracks of time
I don’t give a damn about anything around me
I am who I am and there’s no more to it
Am I in a dream? Am I seeing anything?
My words aren’t making sense, as I open my own mouth
Sadness only seems to leave me restless
So I would rather not feel anything at all
If you were to speak of those bewildering words
My own heart will be elsewhere not listening at all
If I were to make a move to try and change it all
I would still turn it all to the dark of black
If I am to make a move, if I am to make a move
I would destroy it all, choose to destroy it all
If I am to grieve, if I am to grieve
Would my heart turn pure? To the colour of white
I still don’t know you and I still don’t know me
I don’t know anything, nothing at all
If opening my eyes means it all disappear
Then I wont do anything and let it turn black




