大輪の魂 || A Large-Flowered Soul

日本語

Hyaaaaaaaaaa!
魂音泉の五年祭
天晴れ晴れ晴れ Party Party up！

Yo 言っておきますけどあっしは伊達や酔狂なんかじゃありません
上空まで及ぶ熱いフロウ てやんでい おら皆集合
遊びにいらっしゃい 学び舎帰り 淡い夏の芳香
一夜の青い春 的屋 金魚 ヨーヨーに綿菓子 お面
誰も彼も見逃せないそのモーメント 火遊びなんて生温い
この魂を抱いて君の目に焼き付けるよ

有終の美と割り切り 空に吼える有限の熱量
爆ぜるまでの我が命の火御覧あれ 華となりて踊れ

Blow up！ 天晴れ
散りゆく運命が故の見目麗しき宵の独り星
天に描いた Soul Of Fire Flower
Say！“Blow up！Blow Blow up！”
儚き栄光“Blow up！Blow Blow up！”
そりゃ色とりどり 青 緑 赤とくればレインボー
Say！“Blow up！Blow Blow up！”大輪の魂

懐かしいあの日に戻れる このワンシーン
夏の想い出 浸る祭事 繋ぐ人々で咲く大輪 解禁する 祭囃子
夜空見上げ風に乗る賛歌 これが情熱 倭の国のサンバ
さぁっさ皆様準備はOK ドーンッ！とー発（打ち上げろ！！！）
青蜂 牡丹に菊先 千輪 切り裂く炎に宿った軌跡
消える刹那 瞳に宿る 哀愁残し火薬が香る
あの日掬った金魚の様に 君に捧げたいこのひと時
ドデカイ花火で彩る オイラァ捻じり鉢巻き緑の法被

琉球のような優雅さ 天衣無縫の風物詩かな
愛し君が見つめる 先に煌めく 一筋の閃光 夜空裂いて踊れ

Blow up！ 天晴れ
散りゆく運命が故の見目麗しき宵の独り星
天に描いた Soul Of Fire Flower
Say！“Blow up！Blow Blow up！”
儚き栄光“Blow up！Blow Blow up！”
そりゃ色とりどり 青 緑 赤とくればレインボー
Say！“Blow up！Blow Blow up！”大輪の魂

結う輪のような Your Soul
無限の空　夢夜
一人ひとりに焼き付けるよ
大和の魂 炎に乗せて 空に吼えろ

Blow up！ 天晴れ
散りゆく運命が故の見目麗しき宵の独り星
天に描いた Soul Of Fire Flower
Say！“Blow up！Blow Blow up！”
儚き栄光“Blow up！Blow Blow up！”
そりゃ色とりどり 青 緑 赤とくればレインボー
Say！“Blow up！Blow Blow up！”大輪の魂

Translation

Hyaaaaaaaaaa!
It’s TAMAONSEN’s fifth anniversary
Bravo, bravo, bravo, party party up!

Yo, I’ll tell you in advance, but I’m not eccentric or showing off.
This hot flow will reach the skies. What are you saying? We’re all together!
Come and play. Come back to school. The faint smell of summer is fragrant.
A blue spring for a single night. There’s stalls, goldfish, yoyos, and cotton candy. Masks, too.
Nobody can overlook that moment. Playing with fire just isn’t hot enough!
I’ll hold my soul and burn it into your memory.

This is my crowning glory and a clear explanation. Heat, with limits, howls at the sky.
Look at the flames of our lives, burning ‘till they burst. Become flowers and dance!

Blow up! Bravo!
This is a lone star in the night, beautiful because it is its fate to die.
Depicted there in the heavens, a soul of fire flower.
Say! “Blow up! Blow blow up!”
Short-lived glory. “Blow up! Blow blow up!”
It’s multicoloured—when you’ve got blue, green and red, you get a rainbow.
Say! “Blow up! Blow blow up!” Large-flowered soul.

I can return to that nostalgic day for a single scene.
Summer memories are immersed in festivals. The people join together and make the large flower bloom. The band starts playing.
I look up at the night sky. Songs of praise ride the wind. This is passion. It’s Japan’s samba.
Come on! Everyone, we’re ready. With a single burst… bang! (Launch!)
Green bees, peonies and chrysanthemums. 1000 rings. Traces resting in flames are torn to pieces.
The moment they vanish, they remain in my eye. I can smell gunpowder, leaving sorrow behind.
I want to offer this moment to you, like the goldfish I scooped out that day.
Coloured by the massive fireworks, we wear happi coats with twisted headbands.

Perhaps this elegance is like the Earth. Maybe it’s a flawless poem evoking a season.
It’s shining right where you, my beloved, are looking. A straight flash of light cuts open the night sky and dances.

Blow up! Bravo!
This is a lone star in the night, beautiful because it is its fate to die.
Depicted there in the heavens, a soul of fire flower.
Say! “Blow up! Blow blow up!”
Short-lived glory. “Blow up! Blow blow up!”
It’s multicoloured—when you’ve got blue, green and red, you get a rainbow.
Say! “Blow up! Blow blow up!” Large-flowered soul.

Your soul is like a closed loop.
The infinite sky. A dreamy night.
One by one, I’ll burn them into my memory.
I’ll place the soul of Yamato on these flames and roar into the sky!

Blow up! Bravo!
This is a lone star in the night, beautiful because it is its fate to die.
Depicted there in the heavens, a soul of fire flower.
Say! “Blow up! Blow blow up!”
Short-lived glory. “Blow up! Blow blow up!”
It’s multicoloured—when you’ve got blue, green and red, you get a rainbow.
Say! “Blow up! Blow blow up!” Large-flowered soul.