サーカスのナイフ投げ
saakasu no naifu nage
The Knife Thrower of the Circus
Vocals: ランコ (Ranko)
Lyrics: ランコ (Ranko)
Arranged by: コンプ (Comp)
Album: ありきたりな脳髄よ、今宵の月と踊れ (O, Ordinary Brain! Dance with Tonight’s Moon)
Circle: 豚乙女 (BUTAOTOME)
Event: C87
Original theme: Lunar Clock ~ Luna Dial [月時計 ～ ルナ・ダイアル]
I didn’t even need to look at the lyricist to know that these lyrics were written by Ranko >_> Like in a few songs, the overall ‘story’ of this one is shaped by the perspective applied to the lyrics. I tried to keep the vague parts vague – but still, the shifts in perspective, as well as how Sakuya is referred to, are important.
Is this a song about Sakuya’s circus past? Is it a song about her current life, treating the Scarlet Devil Mansion as a sort of ‘circus?’ The answer’s probably obvious, but still… [this is probably where Ranko’s analysis would come in handy]
歌詞
あゝ終に熟れる月
めくらも視える闇
道化が詠う世界を
信じたことはないけど
騒ぐ血潮が叫んだ
そこに在るのが全てだと
永遠の紅月微笑む夜に
再会の調べがこぼれ落ちる
差し伸べたその手は
運命のように
望まれた場所へと連れて行くよ
却ゝと更ける夜
幼き主の声
凛としたそれは銀の色
背後に視えるは火の海
ノスタルジアを盾にして
逃げるつもりもないけれど
鳴り響くシンフォニー
殺すなら、さぁ
外れないナイフで心を狙え
不可能な言霊
ブランコはただゆやゆよん
揺らいで答えを知る
一度だけ、告げよう
「私の傍に」
命題を突き刺して
永遠の紅月微笑む夜に
再会の調べがこぼれ落ちる
差し伸べたその手は
運命のように
望まれた場所へと連れて行くよ
Romanisation
aa tsui ni ureru tsuki
mekura mo mieru kura
douke ga utau sekai wo
shinjita koto wa nai kedo
sawagu chishio ga sakenda
soko ni aru no ga subete da to
eien no akatsuki hohoemu yoru ni
saikai no shirabe ga koboreochiru
sashinobeta sono te wa
unmei no you ni
nozomareta basho he to tsureteyuku yo
koko to fukeru yoru
osanaki nushi no koe
rin to shita sore wa gin no iro
haigo ni mieru wa hi no umi
nosutarujia wo tate ni shite
nigeru tsumori mo nai keredo
narihibiku shinfonii
korosu nara, saa
hazurenai naifu de kokoro wo nerae
fukanou na kotodama
buranko wa tada yuyayuyon
yuraide kotae wo shiru
ichido dake, tsugeyou
“watashi no soba ni”
meidai wo tsukisashite
eien no akatsuki hohoemu yoru ni
saikai no shirabe ga koboreochiru
sashinobeta sono te wa
unmei no you ni
nozomareta basho he to tsureteyuku yo
Translation
Aah, the moon, which at last ripens.
A darkness, visible to even the blind.
Though I do not believe in the world
Sung of by the clowns,
The noisy blood coursing through my body screamed:
“Everything exists there.”
In a night in which the eternal scarlet moon smiles,
The melody of our reunion scatters.
Those hands that reached out,
Like fate,
Will take you along towards the place you longed for.
A night that steadily wears on. (1)
The voice of my childish master.
That which assumed cold dignity is the colour of silver.
That which can be seen behind her is a sea of flames.
She uses her nostalgia as a shield,
Though she has no intention of fleeing.
A symphony, which echoes around.
If I am to kill you,
Then I shall aim for your heart with my knife that never misses!
Those impossible kotodama…
The trapeze still swings back and forth,
It sways, and it knows the answer.
I tell you, only once:
“Be by my side.”
I pierce through this proposition.
In a night in which the eternal scarlet moon smiles,
The melody of our reunion scatters.
Those hands that reached out,
Like fate,
Will take you along towards the place you longed for.
Translator’s note
(1) 却ゝ (koko) doesn’t appear to be a ‘word’ in Japanese. However, the character 却 by itself means ‘to decline/retreat,’ and given that it’s used in an adverbial form, it would appear to mean that the night is ‘declining/retreating,’ or ‘wearing on.’
Releska 
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