Kuroshitsuji Songs

Various songs from Kuroshitsuji. Translations are included! NO LONGER MUSICALS ONLY!!!! NOW INCLUDES OTHER SONGS FROM KUROSHITSUJI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I will still take requests even if this gets marked as "complete"

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27. Shinku

Shinku

Grell

 

 

Tsukiyo ni ukabu zanzou Karisome no kuroi kioku
Kutsujokuteki na yugamu asa Fujun na koukai e

Mukuwarenai koi naraba Semete
Ano yo de musubaretai Nante
Negai wo ikusen mo
Sono chi ni ueta kemono no you ni

Koredemo shitsuji DEATH Waizatsu na soushisouai
Daichi wo akaku someru CURTAIN CALL Kechirashite
CINEMATIC RECORD Tamashii to kioku no FILM
Chimidoro no mousou Kakinarashite Tada motomeru

Koyoi no yume Hakanaku Shinigami-tachi no suikyou
Choushou suru yaiba de egaku Tsukiakari no naka de

Mukashibanashi to akai WINE
Kuchiutsushi de sasagesasete to
Negai wo chi ni somete
Mekurumeku wana Shibireru you ni

Soredemo LADY DEATH Yosooi no hyakkaryouran
Yozora ni tsume wo tateru Akai namida ni utarete
ANALOG na CINEMATIC Midara na NOISE to kagerou
Koukotsu no hyouryuu Kizutsukeatte Tada oboreru

Koredemo shitsuji DEATH Kyouran no issekinichou
Kokuu ni akai toiki Maku wo yurashi Fukinukete
CINEMATIC RECORD Tsukisasu ai no rouraku
Isshun no eien Shinku no yume ni Tada kogareru


 


 

Crimson Red

Grell

 

 

The afterimage floating in the moonlit night
is my transient black memory.
In a distorting morning of disgrace,
I sail a voyage of corruption.

If it's an unrequited love,
then at least let us bond in the other world...
I've been making that wish countless times,
like a beast hungry for your blood!

I am after all Butler Death, always ready to kill you or our love.
The curtain that's dyeing the earth red, I'll kick it into pieces.
The cinematic records and the films of souls and memories
are what I earnestly seek, as I strum my blood-stained delusions.

Tonight I've just had a very faint dream,
where I delineate, with my sneering blade,
the eccentricity of the death gods,
in the moonlight.

The old folklore and also some red whine,
please allow me to feed them to you mouth-to-mouth...
As I dye that wish red with blood,
my trap starts to dazzle, as if to numb you.

And still I am Lady Death, always dressed extravagantly.
Being rained down by bloody tears, I dig my nails into the night sky.
In the analog cinematic records, we make lewd noises, heat hazes,
shrouded in drifting ecstasy, inflict woulds to each other, and then start drowning away.

I am after all Butler Death, a brightly crimson butterfly.
As I send a red sigh into the empty air, it blows through and shakes the curtain.
The enticement of love stabs through the cinematic records,
while I simply yearn for a deep crimson dream in the eternity of a brief instant.

 

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