星霜復古 || Time Revival

精々転げたいつもの罹(かかり)を
厭うて厭うて更々に問うて

期して兆したプリムラの意を
重ねて崩した僕らは何方(どなた)

叮叮(ていてい)打たれたこどもの瞳を
推しあて推しあて物々に遭うて

手下挺したベロニカの死を
忘れて掠れた君らは何処

臍帯(さいたい)　繋げた明日を
さぁ　痛い？　と誰かが裂いた

ほらほら宙を見上げて
アルニタク　課された約束を

セイア　セイア　僕の帰途他の自己
君を知る余地はないけれどさ

掲げた旗手(はたて)は砕かれた　ああ

朝(あした)愛したリナリアの芽を
埋めて側めて只々(ただただ)滅入(めい)て

曳々(えいえい)弛めた水嵩(みかさ)の紙縒りは
身を打て身を打て只々に仰せ

袴下(こした)恋したトウワタの死を
果(おお)せては　せせて長々強いて

代々絡めた畑の驕りも
忘れて忘れて目覚めかし

童体　結わえた明日を
どうだい？　と誰かが問うた

ルーア　ルーア　君の意と身代
僕の領(し)る余地はないけれどさ

ほらほら傘押し上げて
イアペタス　失くした役職を

ほらほら天を見上げて
クラントル　隠した憶測を

テーラ　テーラ　僕の色血の糸
君を執(と)る「もし」はないけれどさ

捧げた嘗ては鎖(とざ)された　ああ

Seizei korogeta itsumo no kakari o
Itoute itoute sarasara ni toute

Kishite kizashita purimura no i o
Kasanete kuzushita bokura wa donata

Teitei utareta kodomo no hitomi o
Oshiatte oshiatte monomono ni aoute

Teshita tate shita beronika no shi o
Wasurete kasureta kimira wa doko

Saitai tsunageta ashita o
Saa itai? to dareka ga saita

Hora hora chuu o miagete
Arunitaku kasareta yakusoku o

Seia seia boku no kitotano jiko
Kimi o shiru yoji wa nai keredo sa

Kakageta hatate wa kudakareta aa

Ashita aishita rinaria no me o
Umete sobamete tadatada meite

Eiei yurumeta mikasa no kamiyori wa
Mi o ute mi o ute tadatada ni ose

Koshita koishita touwata no shi o
Oosete wa sesete naganaga shiite

Daidai karameta hatake no ogori mo
Wasurete wasurete mezame kashi

Doutai yuweta ashita o
Dou dai? to dareka ga touta

Ruua ruua kimi no i to migawari
Boku no shiru yoji wa nai keredo sa

Hora hora kasa oshiagete
Iapetasu nakushita yakushoku o

Hora hora ten o miagete
Kurantoru kakushita okusoku o

Teera teera boku no irochi no ito
Kimi o toru “moshi” wa nai keredo sa

Sasageta katsute wa tozasareta aa

The usual disaster has got me fallen in a heap.
I hate it and question it, over and over.

We layered the meanings of primula that budded with hope
and we destroyed them. Who are we?

The eyes of children, struck like a bell
imagine and encounter things.

You forgot the death of Veronica, who used her lackeys as shields,
and lost your voices. Where are you?

Tomorrow was connected with an umbilical cord.
Somebody cut it, asking first if it hurt.

Come on, look up at the sky
at Alnitak, at the promise that was imposed.

Seia, Seia, this is my homecoming, my other self,
though there’s no scope for me to know you.

The banner I flew was broken. Ah.

I bury and gaze at the linaria buds
that I loved tomorrow. I just destroy them.

The string of water, pushing and pulling
hits me, strikes me, and I obey.

For so long, I tried to accept
the death of the towata I loved passionately.

The arrogance of the field has ensnared us for generations.
Forget it, forget it and awaken.

Considering the future binding the child,
somebody asked “What do you think?”

Lua, lua, these are your feelings and your fortune,
though there’s no scope for me to know.

Come on, push up your umbrella.
Iapetus, reclaim your lost role.

Come on, look up at the heavens
at the guess hidden by Krantōr.

Tailor, tailor, take the thread of my blood,
though the fate you command does not exist.

The former days I offered up were sealed away. Ah.

明日延ばしたイソトマの非を
連ねて番えた僕らの彼方

銘々課されたいつもの係を
しで打てしで打てからからに乞うて

端(はした)排したムスカリの根を
這わせて絡めた君らの居所

永々与したことも嚢底(のうてい)に
留めて留めて眠れかしと

臍帯(さいたい)　繋げた明日を
さぁ　痛い？　と誰かが裂いた

テイア　テイア　君の意図身の色
僕の知る由はないけれどさ

ほらほら天(あめ)を見上げて
カノープス　指された過不足を

掲げた旗手(はたて)は砕かれた　ああ

炯々睨めた逆(さかさ)のうねりを
影搏て影搏て(かげうて)赫々(かくかく)に失せて

罫下(けした)軽したドクゼリの記を
掲げて捧げて殆(ほとほと)飽いて

再々約（つづ）めた居丈の騙りを
擲(なげう)て擲て程々に這うて

目下瞑したロベリアの実を
潜めて仕込めて鮮々(あざあざ)咲いて

童体　結わえた明日を
どうだい？　と誰かが問うた

ほらほら雲追い上げて
コホーテク　失くした駿足を

ヨウア　ヨウア　僕の地と他のエゴ
君を領(し)る由はないけれどさ

テイア　テイア　君の意図身の色
僕が執(し)る「もし」はないけれどさ

ほらほら宙を見上げて
プルートー　欠かした衆目を

捧げた嘗ては鎖(とざ)された　ああ

Ashita nobashita isotoma no hi o
Tsunete tsugaita bokura no kanata

Meimei kasareta itsumo no kakari o
Shide ute shide ute karakara ni koute

Hashita haishita musukari no ne o
Hawasete karameta kimira no idokoro

Naganaga yoshita koto mo noutei ni
Tomete tomete nemure kashi to

Saitai tsunageta ashita o
Saa itai? to dareka ga saita

Teia teia kimi no ito mi no iro
Boku no shiru yoshi wa nai keredo sa

Hora hora ame o miagete
Kanopusu sasareta kasoku o

Kakageta hatate wa kudakareta aa

Keikei nirameda sakasa no uneri o
Kage ute kage ute kakukaku ni usete

Keshita karushita dokuzeri no ki o
Kakagete sasagete hotohoto aite

Saisai tsuzumeta idake no katari o
Nageute nageute hodohodo ni haute

Mokka moku shita roberia no mi o
Hisomete shikomete azaaza saite

Doutai yuweta ashita o
Dou dai? to dareka ga touta

Hora hora kumo oshiagete
Kohoteku nakushita shunsoku o

Youa youa boku no chi to hoka no ego
Kimi o shiru yoshi wa nai keredo sa

Teia teia kimi no ito mi no iro
Boku ga shiru “moshi” wa nai keredo sa

Hora hora chuu o miagete
Puruutoo kakashita shuumoku o

Sasageta katsute wa tozasareta aa

The error of isotoma extended into tomorrow.
They lined it up and notched it, aiming at us.

The usual charge was imposed on each person.
Strike it, strike it and beg hollowly.

The roots of muscari were pushed aside.
Let them creep, tangled around where you were.

Leave your long association deep in your bag.
Keep it there and rest in peace.

Tomorrow was connected with an umbilical cord.
Somebody cut it, asking first if it hurt.

Theia, Theia, this is your intention and your body’s colour,
though I have no reason to know.

Come on, look up at the heavens
at those things, too much or too little, identified by Canopus.

The standard I flew was broken. Ah.

The reverse wave, subject to a glaring gaze,
darkens and loses its brilliance.

The account of the dokuzeri was erased and made lighter.
Raise it up, offer it, and tire of it.

Abandon your deception, always making yourself seem larger
and crawl along the ground.

The inferior lobelia fruit lay dormant.
Stay concealed in preparation, then bloom brilliantly.

Considering the future binding the child,
somebody asked “What do you think?”

Come on, get closer to the clouds
in search of Kohoutek’s lost steed.

Yowah, Yowah, this is my land and another ego,
though I have no reason to govern you.

Theia, Theia, this is your intention and your colour,
though the fate I command does not exist.

Come on, look up
at Pluto, at its missing attention.

The former days I offered up were sealed away. Ah.