Track 2 · Lyricsトラック 2・歌詞
Landed on the Dance Floor
ダンスフロアに不時着
Dropped onto an unnamed 1973 New York dance floor, the traveler stops demanding an explanation and chooses to dance instead.1973年ニューヨークの名もないダンスフロアへ落ちた旅人が、説明を求めるのをやめ、ひとまず踊ることを選ぶ。
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Behind the Track楽曲の背景
One moment there is smoke and ballroom light. The next, the traveler is standing on an unnamed 1973 New York dance floor while a mirror ball turns overhead and somebody spills a drink on them.
There is no time to understand the jump. The room is already moving, and the groove makes surrender easier than explanation. The traveler does not know the dance, but by now that has stopped being a serious obstacle.
‘Lost again, might as well dance’ turns confusion into a choice. If the machine refuses to provide a destination, the traveler can at least stay for one more song.
一瞬前まで、煙とダンスホールの明かりがあった。次の瞬間、旅人は1973年ニューヨークの名もないダンスフロアに立っている。頭上ではミラーボールが回り、誰かの飲み物まで降ってくる。
ジャンプの理由を考える時間はない。部屋はもう動いている。説明を求めるより、グルーヴに身を任せるほうが簡単だ。踊り方は分からない。それでも、今ではもう大きな問題ではない。
‘Lost again, might as well dance’——また迷ったなら、ひとまず踊ればいい。機械が目的地を教えてくれないなら、せめて、もう一曲だけ残ることはできる。
Lyrics歌詞
One second smoke and trumpets, now it's strobes and sequins Landed on a dance floor, didn't get a reason Platform shoes are flying, someone spilled their drink on me Everybody's shining like it's nineteen seventy three Wait... what year is this? The bass just hit my chest and now my feet won't stop Some cat in gold lamé just said I'm outta sight I don't know the hustle but the groove is — right Landed on the dance floor, don't know how I got here Mirror ball is spinning and the funk is getting hot here Can't go back, won't look down Lost again, might as well dance Might as well dance, oh Might as well dance Lady in the platforms pulled me to the center Whispered "just feel the rhythm" — okay, I'll surrender Disco ball's a time machine, the strings are heaven-sent Burning through the night like every cent was spent This is far out, baby — I ain't even mad The horns keep punching holes right through the ceiling I'm drenched in sweat and catching that good feeling Don't know a soul but everybody's reeling Landed on the dance floor, don't know how I got here Mirror ball is spinning and the funk is getting hot here Can't go back, won't look down Lost again, might as well dance Might as well dance, oh Might as well dance Catch my breath between the beats Polyester sticking to my feet The DJ's got eternity on vinyl I think I'll stay one more song Eh... close enough Landed on the dance floor, don't know how I got here Mirror ball is spinning and the funk is getting hot here Can't go back, won't look down Lost again, might as well dance (Might as well dance!) The lights are dimming, morning's creeping in But somewhere, somewhen... the next song begins