Conyac で依頼された翻訳結果を公開

In the darkest night, crows are singing the hymn in the quiet forests, lying small body of you , right next to me.
The noble soul of desperate darkness as evil.
Filled with the retaliation, give my lord deeply glory.
My lord is just only you.
The proof of the friendship in your eyes of you at innocent.
Looking at you must be done only by me.
Cutting the darkest such with your screaming.
Obeying the evils, human child with annoying by nightmare happened every night .
Take my hand and you outside the jail now, be lord as king climbing up with lots of bodies.
Saying the victory with the bells are ringing in the quiet night.
Holding you and takes to hell.