追憶の飛行船 || The Airship of Memories

日本語

淡く儚く虚ろな微睡み　遥かまだらの渦の中
響く響く星屑の雫　いつか焦がれた虹のあと

黄昏の幻

微か聴こえるコバルトの祈り　いまは黄金の澱の中
遠く輝くイリスの方舟　煤けた翼を滲ませる

果てに揺らめく花も散る

うつつ途切れた芥　よぎる　
あかつきに魘されて　満たされてしまった躯じゃもう逃げ出せやしない

これから二人は　掌を閉じて
アムネジア　はがねの火ばなの欠片
顫える視界に　瓦落多が刺さる
眺めていた　朧の記憶　綴る

ひどく滲むはじめての空は　すぐに貴方を閉じ込めた
独り佇む斜交いの稜に　今も茜が続いていた

塵に塗れた夢　閉じる
旅に疲れた眸　忘れてしまった言葉だけで紡ぎだした唄

さようなら　逸れた世界でさやいだ
風の音は　途絶えた彼方を廻る
怯える左手が傷を塞いだ

訪れるはじまりの日

毀れ落ちたばかりの泪なら
はじめから　切り取られた季節のまま
やがて　魂の痛みから醒めた
エレウテリア　僕の元へ

Romanisation

awaku hakanaku utsuro na madoromi haruka madara no uzu no naka
hibiku hibiku hoshikuzu no shizuku itsuka kogareta niji no ato　

tasogare no maboroshi

kasuka kikoeru kobaruto no inori ima wa kogane no ori no naka
tooku kagayaku irisu no hakobune susuketa tsubasa o nijimaseru

hate ni yurameku hana mo chiru

utsutsu togireta akuta yogiru
akatsuki ni unasarete mitasarete shimatta karada ja mou nigedase ya shinai

kore kara futari wa tenohira o tojite
amunejia hagane no hibana no kakera
furueru shikai ni garakuta ga sasaru
nagamete ita oboro no kioku tsudzuru

hidoku nijimu hajimete no sora wa sugu ni anata o tojikometa
hitori tatazumu hasukai no kado ni ima mo akane ga tsudzuite ita

chiri ni mamireta yume tojiru
tabi ni tsukareta hitomi wasurete shimatta kotoba dake de tsumugi dashita uta

sayounara hagureta sekai de sayaida
kaze no ne wa todaeta kanata o meguru
obieru hidarite ga kizu o fusaida

otozureru hajimari no hi

kobore ochita bakari no namida nara
hajime kara kiritorareta kisetsu no mama
yagate tamashii no itami kara sameta
ereuteria boku no moto e

Translation

I am in a light, fleeting, and empty slumber in a distant speckled vortex.
The echoing, echoing stardust drops are the remains of a rainbow that once blazed.

The illusion is twilit.

A cobalt prayer can be faintly heard now, in the pause between the pealing bells.
The distant, shining iris ark blurs my soot-stained wings.

The flower swaying at the edge scatters, too.

Rubbish from a pause in reality drifts by.
Daybreak torments my sleep. I can no longer escape with this this full body.

After that, the pair closed their palms.
Amnesia. Fragments of steel fireworks.
Junk gets stuck in my unsteady vision.
I stared, stitching together my hazy memories.

The sky, beginning to blur frightfully, soon sealed you in.
I stood alone on a slanted edge. The madder red continues, even now.

I close this dusty dream.
With travel-weary eyes, I put a song together using just the words I’d forgotten.

Farewell. I swayed in a deviant world.
The sounds of the wind stopped, circling around in the distance.
My trembling left hand covered the wound.

The day of the beginning arrives.

If my tears have only just fallen,
then they will remain like the seasons, which were cut off from the start.
At last, I woke from the pain in my soul.
Eleutheria heads to me.