幻灯花 || Magic Lantern Flowers

歌詞

吹き抜ける風の向こう側　とうに忘れた景色がオーバーラップ
放っておいてくれ　放っておいてくれって何回　頼んでも
どうか咲き誇りますように　だけど枯れてきたラストシーン
いつまでも待ってくれたキミに水をやれなかった

気が付いたら　いなくなってくれるかと思えば甘い香りで誘い出して
棘の数は増すばかりなのに傷付く度に刻み付けたり
また後悔　もうどうしようもないな
そうやってただ日が暮れるまで語り掛ける本当の言葉

来た道戻れば草木が嗤い　下向けば籠り歌にならない
無駄に高いプライドで咳払い　話題は大体他愛もないプランで
足場なら不安定　崩れ落ちる瞬間に観念
なんでって問い　肩透かすから進展無し　知らねえよの一点張り

現状はどうだ　架け橋が無いと渡れないと我儘だらけ
結局はそうか　飛び越えた者に湧く感情はどうやら黒く
それはやがて網膜に焼き付いて　臆病の根も足に巻き付いて
キミがどんな色で咲いていたのかも忘れる

夢で終わらぬ旅の定めは　水面に浮かぶ花弁の如く
いつだって　ただ描いて　破り棄てたのだろう
咲かない花だと隠すように
胸で焦がれたあの美しさ　全て幻と目を伏せてた
もう灰になっても　灰になっても　灰になっても構わないから
その花の名を飾ろう

現状　まだ辛抱
その代わり足りぬあと一歩
撒かれた種の成長
咲く場所はどこだろう
アスファルト　笑われる雑草
だが誰よりも満たされた表情

聞いてくれ　道端の名も知らぬ者
蓋したって煮え滾って釀し出す本能が
とうとう喉元から暴走し本性曝け出して
制御出来ぬかも知らぬ状況
一時の財産で人生を決めるか？
反吐が出るくらいの「やめとけ」って言葉　知ったことか
待った　まだ待った　そればっかだった頃
だからいつの間にか零れ落ちてったバックパッカー

時間が経ったせいか蜜のような劇薬
狂気染みた性格で企んだ計画
花壇の中で咲いた素晴らしき集団も
そこに立った瞬間に自分だけが死んでた
机上の有権者　理解出来ぬクーデター
投げる言葉全部差し戻されてブーメラン
どうやら犠牲が無けりゃ覚悟すらも出来なかったようだ

夢で終わらぬ旅の定めは　水面に浮かぶ花弁の如く
いつだって　ただ描いて　破り棄てたのだろう
咲かない花だと隠すように
胸で焦がれたあの美しさ　全て幻と目を伏せてた
もう灰になっても　灰になっても　灰になっても構わないから
その花の名を飾ろう

ゆらりゆらり揺れる流れ　定まらぬ様を趣だと
波の仕草に纏われて　優雅に舞う　それだけで良い

夢で終わらぬ旅の定めは　水面に浮かぶ花弁の如く
いつだって　ただ描いて　破り棄てたのだろう
咲かない花だと隠すように
胸で焦がれたあの美しさ　全て幻と目を伏せてた
もう灰になっても　灰になっても　灰になっても構わないから
その花の名を飾ろう

Romanisation

fukinukeru kaze no mukougawa tou ni wasureta keshiki ga oobaarappu
hotte oite kure hotte oite kure tte nankai tanondemo
douka sakihokorimasu you ni dakedo karete kita rasuto shiin
itsu made mo matte kureta kimi ni mizu wo yarenakatta

ki ga tsuitara inaku natte kureru ka to omoeba amai kaori de sasoi dashite
toge no kazu wa masu bakari nanoni kizutsuku tabi ni kizami tsuketari
mata koukai mou dou shiyou mo nai na
sou yatte tada hi ga kureru made katari kakeru hontou no kotoba

kita michi modoreba kusaki ga warai shitamukeba komori uta ni naranai
muda ni takai puraido de sekibarai wadai wa daitai tawai mo nai puran de
ashiba nara fuantei kuzure ochiru shunkan ni kannen
nande tte toi kata sukasu kara shinten nashi shiranee yo no ittenbari

genjou wa dou da kakehashi ga nai to watarenai to wagamama darake
kekkyoku wa sou ka tobikoeta mono ni waku kanjou wa dou yara kuroku
sore wa yagate moumaku ni yakitsuite okubyou no ne mo ashi ni makitsuite
kimi ga donna iro de saite ita no kamo wasureru

yume de owaranu tabi no sadame wa minamo ni ukabu hanabira no gotoku
itsu datte tada egaite yaburi suteta no darou
sakanai hana da to kakusu you ni
mune de kogareta ano utsukushisa subete maboroshi to me wo fuseteta
mou hai ni nattemo hai ni nattemo hai ni nattemo kamawanai kara
sono hana no na wo kazarou

genjou mada shinbou
sono kawari tarinu ato ippo
makareta tane no seichou
saku basho wa doko darou
asufaruto warawareru zassou
daga dare yori mo mitasareta hyoujou

kite kure michibata no na mo shiranu mono
futa shitatte nietagitte kamoshidasu honnou ga
tou tou nodomoto kara bousou shi honshou sarakedashite
seihyo dekinu kamo shiranu joukyou
hitotoki no zaisan de jinsei wo kimeru ka?
hedo ga deru kurai no “yametoke” tte kotoba shitta koto ka
matta mada matta sore bakka datta koro
dakara itsu no ma ni ka kobore ochite tta bakkupakkaa

jikan ga tatta sei ka mitsu no you na gekiyaku
kyouki shimita seikaku de takuranda keikaku
kadan no naka de saita subarashiki shuudan mo
soko ni tatta shunkan ni jibun dake ga shindeta
kijou no yuukensha rikai dekinu kuudetaa
nageru kotoba zenbu sashimodosarete buumeran
dou yara gisei ga nakerya kakugo sura mo dekinakatta you da

yume de owaranu tabi no sadame wa minamo ni ukabu hanabira no gotoku
itsu datte tada egaite yaburi suteta no darou
sakanai hana da to kakusu you ni
mune de kogareta ano utsukushisa subete maboroshi to me wo fuseteta
mou hai ni nattemo hai ni nattemo hai ni nattemo kamawanai kara
sono hana no na wo kazarou

yurari yurari yureru nagare sadamaranu sama wo omomuki da to
nami no shigusa ni matowarete yuuga ni mau sore dake de ii

yume de owaranu tabi no sadame wa minamo ni ukabu hanabira no gotoku
itsu datte tada egaite yaburi suteta no darou
sakanai hana da to kakusu you ni
mune de kogareta ano utsukushisa subete maboroshi to me wo fuseteta
mou hai ni nattemo hai ni nattemo hai ni nattemo kamawanai kara
sono hana no na wo kazarou

Translation

A landscape I had long forgotten about overlapped with where the wind blew.
Leave me alone. Leave me alone! No matter how many times I asked,
I prayed for my flower to bloom. Still, it ended up withering at the last scene.
You were always waiting for me, but I didn’t water you.

I realised that when I wondered if you’d leave me alone, you lured me in with a sweet scent.
My thorns kept increasing, but each time I wounded you, you’d be carved into me.
I feel remorseful, but there’s nothing I can do about it now.
Like that, I just speak until the sun goes down, saying nothing but the truth.

If I turn back, the plants will sneer. If I look down, my song won’t protect anyone.
I cough uselessly, feeling so prideful. The subject is basically a childish plan
and I have no firm foothold. When it crumbles away, I’ll accept it.
But why? I’m avoiding the question, so I’m stuck. I stick to the same story: I don’t know.

What’s the situation like now? They’re just selfish. They can’t cross without bridges.
Is that how it ends up? The emotions of those who crossed over seem dark.
In the end, that was burned into my eyes. The roots and feet of cowardice twined around me.
I forgot all about what colour you were when you bloomed.

The fate of my journey, which continues in my dreams, is like a petal floating on a lake.
I just picture it in my mind—I wonder if it was torn off and thrown away
so someone could pretend that its flower couldn’t bloom.
I yearned for that beauty and cast my eyes down, thinking it was all an illusion.
Even if I turn to ash, I don’t care.
I’ll decorate the name of that flower.

I’m still patient.
But I’m missing just one last step instead.
I want to see how the seeds I scattered are growing
but where are they blooming?
Asphalt is all around. I’m laughed at by the weeds.
But I seemed more fulfilled than anyone else.

Listen, one who knows not the name of the roadside:
your instincts boil forth, though you put a lid on them
and now, your true nature is exposed, running wild from your throat.
I guess you just can’t control it anymore.
Is life determined by one’s former fortunes?
“Stop it!” I have nothing to do with those nauseating words.
I waited and waited. That’s all I did back then.
So before I knew it, that backpacker spilled forth from me.

This powerful medicine is like honey. Is it because time has passed by?
Those plans were drawn up by a madman.
A magnificent group bloomed in the flowerbed
but when I stood in there, I was the only one who died.
Academic voters couldn’t understand the coup d’état.
All the words they threw out were returned, like a boomerang.
It seems like they weren’t even prepared unless there were casualties.

The fate of my journey, which continues in my dreams, is like a petal floating on a lake.
I just picture it in my mind—I wonder if it was torn off and thrown away
so someone could pretend that its flower couldn’t bloom.
I yearned for that beauty and cast my eyes down, thinking it was all an illusion.
Even if I turn to ash, I don’t care.
I’ll decorate the name of that flower.

Since the river flows this way and that, it means that its destination isn’t fixed.
Dressed in the movement of the waves, dancing gracefully… that’s all I want.

The fate of my journey, which continues in my dreams, is like a petal floating on a lake.
I just picture it in my mind—I wonder if it was torn off and thrown away
so someone could pretend that its flower couldn’t bloom.
I yearned for that beauty and cast my eyes down, thinking it was all an illusion.
Even if I turn to ash, I don’t care.
I’ll decorate the name of that flower.