DARMA GRAND PRIX Lyrics (English Translation) – ヨルシカ (Yorushika)

[Intro]
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 4, 3)

[Verse 1]
Now then—how should we go today?
Should we blame the entire world for everything
Get drunk on “victim heaven” and complain
Or run a grand apology show with a “perpetrator mindset”?

[Verse 2]
If you chose the former, you’re correct
Try handing me just one thing
I’ll show you I can pass right by
The “most unfortunate person in the world,” easy as that

[Verse 3]
Tears that won’t stop—such moving drama
An unprecedented mega‑hit
It’s all very wonderful and all, but
Who exactly are those tears flowing for?

[Pre-Chorus]
Until I can even believe in the tears
Of some stranger I’ve never met
How many more boring people
Do I have to get used to talking with?
Making that my only question each morning,
I wake up again today, but
This pool—it’s so nasty
I feel sick just trying to swim in it

[Chorus]
Your love and my stubborn pride—
Can they make it past tomorrow?
On the afternoon of the world’s final day,
Whichever one of us is still standing—let’s call them the winner

[Verse 4]
I don’t care at all
If you hate me
But when some stray dog barks at me,
For some reason it hits really hard
This world is: sleepless nights, corpses, busyness, poverty, boredom, expectations—
And “Daruma-san Fell Down,” reversed,
Where the goal is simply escaping from it all

[Pre-Chorus]
No matter who does what, or what becomes of anything,
No matter how much you act like you care—
Everything you do exists
Only to satisfy one of your own desires
And honestly, that’s… kind of amazing

[Chorus]
Your “but still” and my “however” —
Can they make it past tomorrow?
Just once would be enough—
I’d love to try this thing called “100‑degree‑purity self‑sacrifice”

[Interlude]
(1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3)
(1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3)
(1, 2, 3)
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1)
(1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3)
(1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3)
(1, 2, 3)
(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1)

[Chorus]
Your love and my stubborn pride—
Can they make it past tomorrow?
On the afternoon of the world’s final day,
Let’s declare whoever’s left the winner
Right now, the ones who are truly invincible in this world
Are the victims—the losers awaiting revival
And three seconds before I disappear,
The one who’ll be laughing—yeah, that’ll be me