Weekend
X Japan Lyrics


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I hear a knock on the door
激しくせまる
失いかけた意識のなかで
おまえがささやく
追いつめられた心溶かす
鈍色の肖像
切り刻まれた記憶を映しだす
咲き乱れた Hateful black heart
心にせまる
研ぎ澄まされた Transient feeling
人波の中
ヒステリックにざわめく風に
止まらない涙を
胸に抱きしめ 孤独を色どる
I've nothing to lose
(Love me till the end)
Except your heart
I've nothing to lose
(Love me till the end)
Except your heart
手首を流れる血をおまえの体に
絡みつけると一瞬のうちに
更みがえる記憶に視界を
閉ざされ笑いながら
逃げてゆくおまえの姿を
見つめる傷ついたオレが立っている
Weekend
Weekend weekend
Weekend I'm at my wits end
Weekend weekend
Weekend I'm at my wits end
Weekend

I've nothing to lose
(Love me till the end)
Except your heart
I've nothing to lose
(Love me till the end)
Except your heart

I hear a knock on the door
激しくせまる
失いかけた意識のなかで
おまえがささやく
冷たい指先のばし
傷口に口づけ
赤く染まった凶気を抱きしめる
鏡を見つめながらふるえる体に
流れはじめた澄き通る血を
青白いおまえの心に
絡ませ幻覚に消えて行く最後の涙を
拾い集めて血の海にまどろむ
Weekend
Weekend weekend
Weekend I'm at my wits end
Weekend weekend
Weekend I'm at my wits end
Weekend
I still love you
Weekend
But I cannot carry on
手首を流れる血をおまえの体に
絡みつけると一瞬のうちに
更みがえる記憶に視界を
閉ざされ笑いながら
逃げてゆくおまえの姿を
見つめる傷ついたオレが立っている
Weekend
Weekend weekend
Weekend I'm at my wits end
Weekend weekend
Weekend I'm at my wits end
Weekend weekend
Weekend I'm at my wits end
Weekend weekend
Weekend I'm at my wits end
Weekend weekend
Weekend I'm at my wits end
Weekend weekend
Weekend I'm at my wits end
Weekend weekend
Weekend I'm at my wits end
Weekend weekend
Weekend I'm at my wits end
Weekend weekend
Weekend I'm at my wits end
Weekend weekend




Weekend I'm at my wits end
Weekend

Overall Meaning

Weekend by X Japan is a melancholic rock ballad that tells the story of a turbulent relationship that is ending in tragedy. The lyrics speak about the singer's despair and longing for a love that he cannot have, despite his efforts to cling on to it. The symbol of the weekend is used to represent not just a time of freedom and relaxation but also a fleeting moment in the singer's life where he feels that his love is slipping away.


The lyrics are filled with vivid and dramatic imagery that creates a sense of urgency and pain. The opening lines describe a knock on the door that is so forceful it seems to shake the singer's consciousness. The lines "I hear a knock on the door, violently close, Within the consciousness about to be lost, You whispered your voice" suggest that the the person knocking on the door is the singer's lover, who has come to deliver some bad news. As the song progresses, the lyrics describe the singer's desperation and heartbreak as he watches his lover slip away from him.


The use of powerful and emotive language, combined with the ethereal and haunting music, makes Weekend a powerful and moving song that explores the themes of love, loss, and despair.


Line by Line Meaning

I hear a knock on the door
Someone is knocking on the door and the sound is intense.


Lost in my consciousness
The singer is starting to lose their awareness and is confused.


You whisper in my ear
The person the singer loves whispering something to them.


Melts away my cornered heart
The artist's heart is melting away because they are feeling cornered and desperate.


A dull-colored portrait
The artist sees a picture that is not vibrant and seems mundane.


Reflecting the memories that have been cut up
The dull-colored portrait reflects memories that the person has divided or cut apart.


The hateful black heart blooms wildly
The singer's heart, which is filled with hate, is blooming and becoming more intense.


Getting close to my heart
The artist is feeling like someone is getting too close to their heart, which is making them anxious.


Sharpened fleeting emotions
The artist's emotions are fleeting, but they are becoming more intense as they sharpen.


In the crowd of people
The artist is surrounded by a lot of people, but feels alone.


Amidst the hysterical, rustling sound of the wind
The wind is making a lot of noise, which is adding to the singer's anxiety.


I hold the unstoppable tears
The artist is holding back tears that they cannot seem to stop.


Embracing the color of loneliness
The singer is embracing their feeling of loneliness.


I've nothing to lose except your heart
The singer doesn't care about anything else except for the person they love, whom they could lose.


Blood flowing down my wrist, I entangle it in your body
The singer is imagining themselves cutting their wrist and wrapping it around the person they love.


Within a moment, it recalls memories
The artist remembers something from the past within a moment.


With sight obscured by revived memories, I laugh
The artist laughs despite feeling pain and a sense of loss from remembering something from the past.


I'm standing here wounded, watching you run away
The singer is standing there, hurting, and watching the person they love run away from them.


Weekend, weekend
The singer is expressing their anxiety and desperation about the upcoming weekend.


I still love you, weekend
The artist still loves the person they are talking about, but they are upset about the weekend.


But I cannot carry on
The artist is overwhelmed with sadness and cannot go on with how things are.


Cold fingertips stretch across
Someone's cold fingers are reaching out and touching something.


Kissing the wound
The person's fingers are placing a kiss on a wound.


Embracing the deeply-stained fierceness
The artist is embracing deep passion and fierceness, despite any pain it may cause.


As I stare at the mirror, my body trembles
The singer is looking in a mirror and feeling anxious or frightened, causing their body to shake or tremble.


The clear and colorless blood begins to flow from my arm
The singer's blood begins to flow from their arm and it looks clear and colorless.


It entangles itself around your heart
The blood from the singer's arm is wrapping itself around the person they love's heart.


The last tears disappear as a hallucination entwining into your pale heart
The artist's last tears fade into a hallucination and merge into the person they love's heart.


I'll gather them up and sleep inside the sea of blood
The artist is saying that they will gather up their tears and go to sleep in a metaphorical sea of blood.


Weekend, weekend
The singer is still expressing their anxiety and desperation about the upcoming weekend.


I'm standing here wounded, watching you run away
The singer is still standing there, hurting, and watching the person they love run away from them.




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