アマテラスカイ || Ama Terror Sky

歌詞

湊に風が吹く　夏の始まりを告げ
静寂な街を抜け　見渡す　Ama Terror Sky
空も海も水色　目が眩むような感覚
黄色の絵具でも　混ぜてみたくなるわ

暗い部屋の隅で　羽を休めるのはもう飽きたの
沈む太陽を背に　視えない光へと向かう

白も　黒も　わからなくて
視線逸らし　ごまかしてる
今日も　明日も　わからなくて
嘘もつけず　佇んでる

湊に星が降る　逃げるように駆け足で
足跡を追い駆けて　見つけた　Looking on the Sky
言葉が出ないほどの　限りない自由と絶望
霧雨の匂さえ　甘く感じてくるわ

羽を　伸ばし　空を見上げ
光　目指し　駆け出したら
淡い　声で　囁いてる
遠く　遠く　高く　高く

湊へ舞い戻る　夏の終末を告げる
点と線を繋いで　見下ろす　Ama Terror Sky
こんなにも　ちっぽけな　街はどこまでも続く
「あぁ、戻れるのかな?とりあえず飛んでみよう。」

Romanisation

minato ni kaze ga fuku natsu no hajimari o tsugeru
seijaku na machi wo nuke miwatasu Ama Terror Sky
sora mo umi mo mizuiro me ga kuramu you na kankaku
kiiro no enogu demo mazete mitaku naru wa

kurai heya no sumi de hane o yasumeru no wa mou akita no
shizumu taiyou o se ni mienai hikari e to mukau

shiro mo kuro mo wakaranakute
shisen sorashi gomakashiteru
kyou mo asu mo wakaranakute
uso mo tsukezu tatazunderu

minato ni hoshi ga furu nigeru youni kakeashi de
ashiato o oikakete mitsuketa Looking on the Sky
kotoba ga denai hodo no kagiri nai jiyuu to zetsubou
kirisame no nioi sae amaku kanjite kuru wa

hane o nobashi sora o miage
hikari mezashi kakedashitara
awai koe de sasayaiteru
tooku tooku takaku takaku

minato e maimodoru natsu no shuumatsu o tsugeru
ten to sen o tsunaide miorosu Ama Terror Sky
konna ni mo chippoke na machi wa doko made mo tsudzuku
“aa, modoreru no kana? toriaezu tonde miyou.”

Translation

The wind blows upon the harbour to mark the beginning of spring.
Passing through the silent streets, I look out upon Ama Terror Sky.
The sky and sea are blue and I feel dizzy.
I feel like mixing in some paint, perhaps yellow.

I’m sick of resting my wings in a corner of my dark room.
With the sinking sun at my back, I head toward an invisible light.

Unable to discern white or black
I look away and deceive myself.
Unable to discern today or tomorrow
I stand still. I don’t lie.

Stars fall on the harbour. I run at high speed so I can escape.
I pursued the footprints and found it—looking on the sky.
I feel limitless freedom and despair, enough to make me speechless.
Even the smell of drizzle feels so sweet.

I spread my wings and look up at the sky.
Once I race off after the light
I whisper sweetly.
Further, further, higher, higher…

I dance back toward the harbour to mark the end of summer.
Connecting the dots, I look down upon Ama Terror Sky.
The streets seem so small. They continue forever.
“Ah, can I return? For now, I’ll try and keep flying…”