
神曲
shinkyoku
A Divine Song
Vocals: あさき (Asaki)
Lyrics: あさき (Asaki)
Composed by: あさき (Asaki)
Album: 神曲 (A Divine Song)
Release date: 16 November 2005
Requested by: Vaati
I ended up sorely underestimating the difficulty of this track. It’s written in an older form of Japanese, which makes some parts tricky to interpret. I’d like to read another translation of this song someday!
As a whole, there are a lot of Buddhist terms thrown about. The main character appears to be 小坊主 (kobouzu, the young priest). We seem to follow him on a twisted journey into the depths of Hell…
歌詞
―あるものは―
日と月と並び 峨々たる嶺
嫁いでいく 身は華燭に焼ける
やがて四方の景 触れた頭垂れて
飲んだ 蚯蚓踊る酒を
―あるものは―
腸を舐め転ばす
「産声!」
坊主は相好崩し貪る
火柱もろとも腐って
「化仏よ!」
佳人は六道
小坊主「あろうことか!あろうことか!」
百も千も過ぎし頃
瑞光の遍し大運河に
背骨忘れて くるわ魚が
びっちゃら! びっちゃら!
暁光吐き 白道まで泳ぐ!
腫れ上がる我のここり裂きて
抉り出した 坊主を呪い 這う
馬「まあ!これいかにも!ただならぬ!あすこに!行きたまえ!」
唇すぼみてほざいた馬
髪掴まれ 木の葉になり舞う
魚挙り喰い!
咳き上ぐ美女 ただつくづく
乳飲みしている白衣(童のように)は呻き
煩悩の犬となりて 切っ先を向ける
這う娘は 二つの河より覗いている
白目の歯黒(子に乳飲みさす)に足掴まれ
引きずり込まれた
歯黒「ごゆるりと」
揺ららと鳴る仙花紙の雲は極彩色よ
在す神の祝
霊香湿る
「わたくし 禍言を」
野辺の送りに
「謳うわ」
恨み 恨み 恨まれ
神国に飛び込みたる逆罰
浅浅と舞う
彼「いかがなものか!」
雷で噛み千切る!
百八の笛を ぴるる ぴいるるる~
六根 六塵 三世
響き出でたる 鐘
わたくしの唇 震る振りて神体
ふりふり ふりふり ふりふり
あ~~~れ~~~~~
一度落ちた魚は苦輪
輪廻して止まぬ恨みの目
その背の鰭に突き刺し運河上る
禍言を叫び 喰い転めきて
咳き上ぐ者 ただつくづく 神拝している
彼「やや!そこに在り!」
背中を炙る 紅蓮の炎にも気付かずに
呪いの唄 口ずさみて
女は びっちゃら びっちゃら と泳ぐ
白き道 縷々と
綴る 地の獄 是より
天道 彩裂き 照らす
光に導かれ辿り着いた地ですら苦輪の海
迷い子は紅蓮に焼かれるも 泳ぐ
偽りの瑞光を信じながら
小坊主「我は思う!
世に一切の衆生が無くなるまで人は!
憎しみの海 泳いでいくのであろう!」
Romanisation
-aru mono wa-
hi to tsuki to narabi gaga taru mine
totsuide iku mi wa kashoku ni yakeru
yagate yohou no kei fureta kaburi tarete
nonda mimizu odoru sake o
-aru mono wa-
harawata o name kobasu
“ubugoe!”
bouzu wasougou kizushi musaboru
hibashira morotomo kusatte
“kebutsu yo!”
kajin wa rokudou
kobouzu “arou koto ka! arou koto ka!”
hyaku mo sen mo sugishi koro
zuikou no maneshi daiunga ni
sebone wasurete kuruwa zakana ga
bicchara! bicchara!
gyoukou haki byakudou made oyogu!
hare agaru ware no kokori sakite
eguri dashita bouzu o noroi hau
uma “maa! kore ika ni mo! tada naranu! asuko ni! ikitamae!”
kuchibiru subomite hozaita uma
kami tsukamare ko no ha ni nari mau
sakana gozari kui!
seki agu bijo tada tsuku dzuku
chichi nomi shite iru byakue (warabe no you ni) wa umeki
bonnou no inu to narite kissaki o mukeru
hau musume wa futatsu no kawa yori nozoite iru
shirome no haguro (ko ni chichi nomisasu) ni ashi tsukamare
hikizuri komareta
haguro “go-yururi to”
yurara to naru senkashi no kumo wa gokusaishiki yo
mashimasu kami no hafuri
reika shimeru
“watakushi magagoto o”
nobe no okuri ni
“utau wa”
urami urami uramare
shinkoku ni tobikomi taru sakabachi
asa asa to mau
kare “ikaga na mono ka!”
ikazuchi de kami chigiru!
hyakuhachi no fue o piruru pirururu
rokkon rokujinsanze
hibiki ide taru kane
watakushi no kuchibiru fururu furite shintai
furi furi furi furi furi furi
aaaareeee!
hitotabi ochita sakana wa kurin
rinne shite yamanu urami no me
sono se no hire ni tsuki sashi unga agaru
magagoto o sakebi kui kurumekite
seki agu mono tada tsuku dzuku shinpai shite iru
kare “yaya! soko ni ari!”
senaka o aburu guren no honou ni mo kidzukazu ni
noroi no uta kuchizusamite
onna wa bicchara bicchara to oyogu
shiroki michi ruru to
tsudzuru chi no goku kore yori
tendou aya saki terasu
hikari ni michibikare tadoritsuita chi de sura kurin no umi
mayoigo wa guren ni yakareru mo oyogu
itsuwari no zuikou o shinji nagara
kobouzu “ware wa omou!
yo ni issai no shujou ga naku naru made hito wa!
nikushimi no umi oyoide iku no de arou!”
Translation
-A certain person-
The rugged peaks stand in line with the sun and moon.
I will marry. My body is scorched by a bright light.
I see the surrounding vista at last. I lowered my head, which was touched.
I drank the saké in which earthworms danced.
-A certain person-
Licking guts and knocking them down,
“A baby’s first cry!”
The Buddhist priest grins widely and indulges.
The pillars of fire rot together.
“Oh, transformed Buddha!”
Beauty is found in the six realms.
The young priest: “The strangest thing happened! The strangest thing!”
Once passing 100, passing 1000,
A false light of good omen rests on the grand canal.
The fish will forget their spines and come!
Thrashing wildly, wildly!
Spitting out the light of dawn, they will swim to the moon’s path!
I curse the priest who cut open my swelling heart
and gouged it from me. I crawl.
The horse: “Well! Indeed! How alarming! Go! Go over there!”
The horse narrowed its lips and brayed.
It hair was seized, and it became like leaves and danced.
I gather the fish together and eat them!
The woman is choked with tears. She just stands still.
The one in the white robe drinks milk (like a child). They moan.
Becoming a dog of evil passions, they point their sword.
The creeping maiden stares from two streams.
The one with blackened teeth and cold eyes (feeding her child milk) grabs at my feet.
I was dragged in.
The one with blackened teeth: “Take your time…”
The rumbling clouds, made from reclaimed paper, are richly coloured.
This is the god’s priest.
Wet with a mysterious fragrance,
“I shall sing ominous words.”
At the funeral in the field…
“I will sing.”
Resent, resent, and be resented.
Punishment for unreasonable wishes had plunged into the land of the gods.
It dances, like the babbling of a stream.
Him: “What is this!”
Bite it off with lightning!
108 flutes play their high pitched, trilling tune.
Six organs. Six senses. Three existences.
The bell rings.
My lips tremble. I wave the Shintai
Fluttering, fluttering, fluttering…
Aaahhh!
A fish once fallen experiences a cycle of suffering.
It cycles through death and rebirth. The eyes of malice do not stop.
Stabbing with its fin, it ascends the canal.
Screaming ominous words, I will eat it noisily.
The person choked with tears just stands still. They pray to their god.
Him: “Oh my! They are over there!”
They are still unaware of the crimson flames that scorch their back…
Humming a cursed song,
The girl swims violently.
She continues down a white path.
I write about an earthly prison. Before this…
The sun cleaves through the colours and shines down.
Even the land I arrived at, led by the light, is a sea of the cycle of suffering.
Though the child is scorched crimson, they swim,
All the while believing in a false light of good omen.
The young priest: “This is what I think!
Until all living things in the world perish!
Humans swim in a sea of hatred!
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