Kuu-月蝕に舞う-
Kuu -Gesshoku ni Mau-
Kuu -Dancing in the Eclipse-
Vocals: 8
Lyrics: 三滝航 (mitakichi)
Composed by: 三滝航 (mitakichi)
Album: Malice in Underland [Official site]
Circle: Studio Lepus
Event: C86
Requested by: seraphin
歌詞
緋月の影結ぶ
空のせぜらき零れ落ちた雨
吹雪く淡萌黄に注がる
水鏡に咲くは紅の華
夜に化する世に鳴く夜烏の清歌の描く
枯らす葉 孵る羽の彩る四季 彼の園
御波薙ぎ満たせや月の音
淀む湖水の底までも
御山深き神代に捧ぐは
夜見の花野 見霽かす胡蝶の夢
幾重に織り 束ねられた
斑雲 染做す芥
蒼穹 鈍に霞める
波間漂うは暗の華
夜に反る止まずの瞋恚の為果せぬまま
還さに遺されるは鳴り渡る鈴の音ひとつ
弧光揺らぐ空 陽と月の廻る
遠の河流るる揺らぎ映る色 朧月夜
御波薙ぎ満たせや月の音
宵蠢くもの祓いては
結和す心の静寂を白磁に絵取れと
凪の水面よ 永遠に
Romanisation
hizuki no kage musubu
kuu no sezeraki kobore ochita ame
fubuku usumoegi ni sosogaru
mikagami ni saku wa beni no hana
yo ni ka suru yo ni naku yogarasu no seika no egaku
karasu ha kaeru ha no irodoru shiki ka no sono
minami nagi mitase ya tsuku no ne
yodomu kosui no soko made mo
miyama fukaki kamiyo ni sasagu wa
yomi no hanano miharu kochou no yume
ikue ni ori tabanerareta
murakumo somenasu akuta
soukyuu nibi ni kasumeru
namima tadayou wa kura no hana
yo ni kaeru yamanazu no shin’i no kagen shiosenu mama
kaesa ni nokosareru wa nariwataru rin no ne hitotsu
kokou yuragu kuu hi to tsuki no meguru
toono kawa nagaruru yuragi utsuru shiki oborozukiyo
minami mitase ya tsuku no ne
yoi ogomeku mono haraite wa
yuiyawasu koko no shijima o hakuji ni edore to
nagi no minamo yo towa ni
Translation
Rain spilled over
from the sky’s shallows, binding the scarlet moon’s shadow.
It falls on the budding sprouts.
A crimson flower blooms in the water’s reflection.
The crows sing a pure song in a world that turns to night.
It depicts withering leaves, the season of new feathers changing colour, and that place.
The waves overwhelm the sounds of the moon
and even the depths of the stagnant lake.
To the reign of gods deep in the mountain,
I offer night-viewing flowers. I enjoy a butterfly dream.
The mottled clouds colour the trash
while woven in many layers and bundled up.
The blue sky mists over and turns dull
and dark flowers drift between the waves.
My endless rage returns to the night. It does not come to fruition.
All that is left behind is a single chime of a bell.
An arc of light, the revolution of the sun and moon, wavers in the sky.
Colours waver on the water of a distant river on a misty, moonlit night.
The waves overwhelm the sounds of the moon.
When I exorcise those that writhe in the night
I ask them to copy the stillness of a relaxed heart on their blank porcelain.
I beg the still water to remain so forever.
Releska 
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