Marble

日本語

街は色づく
水色空と桃色花に染まるの
街は騒めく
さよなら達と新しい色の予感に

カーテン閉ざして窓の外遠ざける
茶色い棲家で温く流れる午後に

雪の匂い忘れてさらり醒める黄色い夢
一つ運ぶマーブル
君がくれた円い応え

冷たい空気
夕凪過ぎて
それでも街は浮かれて
眠らぬ木々に
酔い増す花に
♪♪たらたら歌は続くの

漂うオレンジ
細く響くピアノと
小さなソファーで緩く流れる夜に

踊る灯り合わせてゆらり揺れる心と声
二つ運ぶマーブル
僕にくれた赤い気持ち

過行く季節に
やがて廻る時間に
どうしてこの胸
融けず残るマーブル

浮かぶ雫溢れてくらり暮れる独りの雨
零れ落ちるマーブル
君がくれた甘い応え

過ぎた季節抱き寄せ
街の色僕を残して
やがて融けるマーブル
君が好きな色残して

Romanisation

machi wa irodzuku
mizuiro sora to momoiro hana ni somaru no
machi wa sawameku
sayonara-tachi to atarashii iro no yokan ni

kaaten tozashite mado no soto toozakeru
chairoi sumika de nukuku nagareru gogo ni

yuki no nioi wasurete sarari sameru kiiroi yume
hitotsu hakobu maaburu
kimi ga kureta marui kotae

tsumetai kuuki
yuunagi sugite
sore demo machi wa ukarete
nemuranu kigi ni
yoi masu hana ni
taratara uta wa tsuzuku no

tadayou orenji
hosoku hibiku piano to
chiisana sofaa de yuruku nagareru yoru ni

odoru akari awasete yurari yureru kokoro to koe
futatsu hakobu maaburu
boku ni kureta akai kimochi

sugi yuku kisetsu ni
yagate meguru jikan ni
doushite kono mune
tokezu nokoru maaburu

ukabu shizuku afurete kurari kureru hitori no ame
kobore ochiru maaburu
kimi ga kureta amai kotae

sugita kisetsu dakiyose
machi no iro boku o nokoshite
yagate tokeru maaburu
kimi ga suki na iro nokoshite

Translation

The city changes colour,
dyed by the aqua sky and pink blossoms.
The streets are astir
with premonitions of farewells and new colours.

I close my curtains to keep what’s beyond my window at bay
during an afternoon that warmly flows through my tawny house.

I forget the smell of snow and awaken from my yellow dream without delay.
I am carrying a single marble,
a round answer that you gave me.

The air is cold.
The evening calm passes
and yet the city is festive.
Among the sleepless trees
and the ever-drunkening flowers
♪♪ the song keeps going.

Orange drifts
together with the piano’s soft music
during a night that flows while I relax on my small sofa.

My heart and voice sway with the dancing light.
I carry two marbles,
red feelings that were given to me.

The seasons pass
and time completes its cycle.
Why is my heart a marble
that remains, unmelting?

It grows dark and I am alone in the rain as floating drops spill over.
Marbles spill and fall.
They’re the sweet answers you gave me.

I embrace seasons that have passed
and the city’s colours leave me behind.
At last, the marble melts
leaving behind the colour you loved.