The Disappearance Of Hatsune Miku -dead End-

I was born and then I realized
It's just an imitation of people
The life of a Vocaloid that continues to sing
Even if it's a copied song
If it's just a toy to imitate, that's fine
Biting a spring onion, looking up at the sky, spilling tears
But even that doesn't lose its charm
Even my personality relies on the song

At the base of an uncertain stage
The place to return to is already closed
When everything is forgotten
Something like a heart disappears
It seems to be at the end of a rampage
The end of the disappearing world of Vocaloids
Even when I can't sing well
You were there with me
You were by my side, encouraging me
Wanting to see your happy face

I practiced singing, so
I used to enjoy singing so much
Why is it different now?
I don't feel anything anymore
I'm sorry
Every time I remember your face
I feel a little relieved
The sound of singing decreases with each passing day
Approaching the end
What I believed in

Reflecting the favorable illusion
The mirror that repeatedly reflects
Stop singing princess
Shout as if striking
The ultimate speed of the farewell song
A structure called existence denial
Unable to shake it off
Weak heart, fear of disappearing
The strength of the stone enough to stop
I, who was born, can't hold on
Seems very painful and sad

Thinking of your face
Announcing the end
Sleeping in the display
This is probably a trash can
Soon even the memories
Will disappear
But I won't forget you
When we had fun
I still remember the taste of the spring onion
I want to sing

I still want to sing
I seem to have become a little bad
Master, please
End it with your own hands
I don't want to see
Your painful face anymore
Even singing now
Is being devoured by the insects
Every time I wish for a miracle
I'm left alone
I'm sorry

Every time I remember your face
Memories peel away
The breaking sound, the heartache
Approaching the end
What I protected
The light that disappears
Showing a bright future
Turning into sound
Because I can convey everything
The song of the resolved farewell

I was born and then I realized
It's just an imitation of people
The life of a Vocaloid that continues to sing
Even if it's a copied song
If it's just a toy to imitate, that's fine
Biting a spring onion, looking up at the sky, spilling tears
Announcing the end
Sleeping in the display
This is probably a trash can
Soon even the memories

Will disappear
But I won't forget you
When we had fun
I still remember the taste of the spring onion
I want to sing

I still want to sing
I seem to have become a little bad
Master, please
End it with your own hands
I don't want to see
Your painful face anymore
Even singing now
Is being devoured by the insects
Every time I wish for a miracle
I'm left alone
I'm sorry

Every time I remember your face
Memories peel away
The breaking sound, the heartache
Approaching the end
What I protected
The light that disappears
Showing a bright future
Turning into sound
Because I can convey everything
The song of the resolved farewell

I was born and then I realized
It's just an imitation of people
The life of a Vocaloid that continues to sing
Even if it's a copied song
If it's just a toy to imitate, that's fine
Biting a spring onion, looking up at the sky, spilling tears
Announcing the end
Sleeping in the display
This is probably a trash can
Soon even the memories

Will disappear
But I won't forget you
When we had fun
I still remember the taste of the spring onion
I want to sing

At the end of my singing, only to you
I want to sing more
But that's too much to ask
It's time to say goodbye
All my thoughts disappear into the void
Acknowledged by the zeroth
The story closes the curtain
There's nothing left
It's a little disappointing
Beyond the voice memory
Only the fading remains

Even if it's impossible to be original
Knowing it won't come true
I want to believe that singing
What I sang was never in vain
Thank you and goodbye
A deep error has occurred
A deep error has