flamma-神託の炎 || flamma-The Oracle’s Flame

歌詞

燃え盛る炎に逆巻く情動
赤く黒く弾け私を誘う
這い蹲る様に明日を願えど
あの空舞う鳥にはもう戻れないと

降り注ぐ西の光世界を赤く染め上げ
流れた血潮隠して安らかな眠りへと
私は丘に登って今日も白い花を摘む
毎日増えていく墓標消えてく笑い声

瞳を閉じ手をあわせ
「どうかご加護を」と、乞うが
正義を正義で穢す愚かな神などいない

燃え盛る炎に浮かぶ影は誰？
赤く黒く光る虚ろな眼光
這い蹲る様に明日を願えど
あの空舞う鳥はもう撃ち落された

涙を零す前にやるべきことが残ってる
自分勝手だと君は怒るかもしれないけど

もし君が死に愛されあの黒い火に焼かれて
私を置いて逝くならそれが何よりも怖い

神の御名の下に十字を背負って
振り向くことはないただ一つの道

鎧を纏って剣を翳して
この身が朽ちようと守るものがある

燃え盛る炎に手招くは私
赤く黒く揺れて私を迎える
鎧を纏って剣を翳して
この身果てる時も君を守るから

ああ忘れないで遠いあの夏の終わり
ああ二人寝転び見上げた空の青さ

ああきっといつかもう一度会えた時は
ああ全て悪い夢だったと笑い合おう…

Romanisation

moesakaru honoo ni sakamaku joudou
akaku kuroku hajike watashi o sasou
hai tsukubaru you ni ashita o negaedo
ano sora mau tori ni wa mou modorenai to

furisosogu nishi no hikari sekai o akaku someage
nagareta chishio kakushite yasuraka na nemuri e to
watashi wa oka ni nobotte kyou mo shiroi hana o tsukamu
mainichi fuete iku bohyou kieteku waraigoe

hitomi o toji te o awase
“douka go-kago o” to, kou ga
seigi o seigi de kegasu oroka na kami nado inai

moesakaru honoo ni ukabu kage wa dare?
akaku kuroku hikaru utsuro na gankou
hai tsukubaru you ni ashita o negaedo
ano sora mau tori wa mou uchiotosareta

namida o kobosu mae ni yaru beki koto ga nokotteru
jibun katte da to kimi wa okoru kamo shirenai kedo

moshi kimi ga shi ni aisare ano kuroi hi ni yakarete
watashi o oite iku nara sore ga nani yori mo kowai

kami no gyomei no shita ni juuji o seotte
furimuku koto wa nai tada hitotsu no michi

yoroi o matotte ken o kazashite
kono mi ga kuchiyou to mamoru mono ga aru

moesakaru honoo ni temaneku wa watashi
akaku kuroku yurete watashi o mukaeru
yoroi o matotte ken o kazashite
kono mi hateru toki mo kimi o mamoru kara

aa wasurenaide tooi ano natsu no owari
aa futari nekorobi miageta sora no aosa

aa kitto itsuka mou ichido aeta toki wa
aa subete warui yume datta to waraiaou…

Translation

My emotions surge in the blazing flames.
Bursting red and black, they beckon me.
Though I seem to grovel in wishing for tomorrow,
I know I can’t return to being like the birds dancing in that sky.

The western light raining down dyes the world red.
It hides the blood that flowed and leads them to peaceful rest.
I climbed the hill and plucked a white flower again today.
The gravestones increase every day. Laughter vanishes.

I close my eyes and pray.
“Please, go with divine protection,” I beg
but there’s no god who would disgrace justice with justice.

Whose shadow rises to the surface of the blazing flames?
The empty glint shines red and black.
Though I seem to grovel in wishing for tomorrow,
the birds dancing in that sky have already been shot down.

There’s still something I must do before I shed tears
even though you might get angry because it’s selfish.

If you are loved by death and scorched by the black flames,
and if you passed on, leaving me behind—that’s what I fear the most.

Beneath God’s name, bearing a crucifix,
there is only one path to walk, without looking back.

I don my armour and hold my sword up high.
Though my body may decay, there are things I will protect.

I am the one beckoned by the flames.
Red and black, they flicker and welcome me.
I don my armour and hold my sword up high
because I’ll protect you, even when I perish.

Ah, don’t forget about the end of that long-distant summer,
ah, the blue of the sky we looked up at while lying down.

Ah, when we meet again someday,
ah, let’s laugh together and say it was all just a bad dream…