Orange Range - Samurai Mania

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Original Japanese/ Romanji

Jikuu koe haruka kanata choujou dondon joushou doudou toujou
Egaku mirai umidasu konpasu renji to kakemashite bushi to toku
Jikuu koe haruka kanata choujou dondon joushou doudou toujou
Sono kokoro wa nukimi no katana oto furikazashikeri samurai mania

Hakama ni sode tooshi shuppatsu te nya katana
Machinaka odoori da hora dokina jamamon barai da
Rizumu ni nokkatta matta nashi shoubu no joukyuusha
Kutabaru no wa kantan da doko made ikeru ka tameshina
Muttsu no katana sorezore tsukanda kyoufu ga atama yogitta oretacha sabakeru ka?
Tantan tantan bukkowasu hatamata buttobasu
Aite wa itsu datte me no mae da dekiru toko made kechirashina

Zanshin na hasshou joushiki wo daha emono mitsume toida tsume wo kakusu taka
Togisumasu yaiba ni komeru ishi moyasu toushi chottotsu moushin
Soko no mienu genkai yagate ki zuku zenyo mimon no shougeki mou sude ni shatei kennai
Saishin no noizu toke ni mairu yakushin no aizu furaingu kimi dasshu
Oretachi no ten to omaetachi no ten wo musubi hitotsu no sen wo
Shiten wa itchokusen mou hi no tsuichimatta doukasen

Chouten mezasu kore ga jouken
Katana wo maiku de ore ga hyougen
Hajiku maiku raiu ga nabiku
Ore no maiku koko ka? Soko ka? Doko da?
Rizumu ga kizuku sore ga izumu
Kiken na shiren tamesu shiken
Zubazuba kirisaku masa ni goukai
Nou hai houkai minna gyouten

English Translation

Crossing time and space, far away, to the other side, to the peak, climbing fast, making my grand entrance
The future I painted gives me a compass called Range and unleashes a warrior in me
Crossing time and space, far away, to the other side, to the peak, climbing fast, making my grand entrance
Your heart is a drawn sword, brandishing the sound of samurai mania

We set out in our hakama*, our katana** in our hands
Machinaka odoori da hora dokina jamamon barai da
Riding on the rhythm, unhesitating, powerful fighters
It's easy to die, see how far you can go
Each of the 6 of us holding a sword, can we sell the fear that flashes through our heads?
We'll smash it coolly, dispassionately, or throw it away
Our opponents are always in front of us, kick them as far away as possible

A new idea wipes out our commonsense, we're hawks with eyes only on our target, hiding our talons
Our will strengthens as we sharpen our swords, we run recklessly, our fighting spirit raging
We finally realise that we can't see the bottom, a shock we hadn't been prepared for, now we're in shooting range
We see a rapid sign of a new noise and we dash so fast we're almost flying
Our line of vision is a single line connecting the point where we are to the point where you are
Our fuse has burned all the way down now

We'e heading for the top, but here's the catch
I'm expressing my sword with my mic
When I put down my mic a thunderstorm comes
Is my mic here? Is it there? Where is it?
The rhythm builds, it's a law unto itself
A dangerous ordeal, a trying test
That we've ripped through it so brazenly is truly spectacular
Our brains, our very cells break down, everyone is shocked