參、紫陽花の夢
san, ajisai no yume
Three, A Dream of Hydrangea
Vocals: 久遠ゆん (Yun Kudou)
Lyrics: 尾崎空 (Sora Osaki)
Composed by: 尾崎空 (Sora Osaki)
Album: 紫宴妖々歌
Circle: Alieson
Event: M3-32
Requested by: JameOO
I’ve been thinking of a potential English translation of the album title… and I was thinking of something like “The Purple Banquet’s Bewitching Songs.” I still don’t know how to pronounce it, though…
聞いて、あのね、
それは毒の花 香る花
でもね、あのね、咲かせたのは僕
決して食べないでね
kiite, ano ne,
sore wa doku no hana kaoru hana
demo ne, ano ne, sakaseta no wa boku
kesshite tabenaide ne
Listen, um,
It’s a poisonous flower, a fragrant flower.
But, well, I’m the one who made it bloom.
Make sure you don’t eat it, okay?
赤や青や白や紫
咲かせます 森をぬけて
あちらこちら どこへでもいく
約束を果たします
aka ya ao ya shiro ya murasaki
sakasemasu mori o nukete
achira kochira doko e demo iku
yakusoku o hatashimasu
Red, blue, white, and purple.
I make them bloom and escape the forest.
Here and there, I go everywhere.
I’m fulfilling my promise.
それでも僕には姿がない
楽しくて 愉快だな
つぎは何になろうか 紫陽花の夢
sore demo boku ni wa sugata ga nai
tanoshikute yukai da na
tsugi wa nani ni narou ka ajisai no yume
Even so, I am formless.
It’s so fun and delightful.
What shall I be next in this dream of hydrangea?
聞いて、あのね、
それは丸い花 雨の花
kiite, ano ne,
sore wa marui hana ame no hana
Listen, well,
it’s a round flower, the flower of rain.
でもね、あのね、誰も知らない
秘密の使命がある
demo ne, ano ne, dare mo shiranai
himitsu no shimei ga aru
Still, um, nobody knows
that it has a secret mission.
涙落ちる事由のせいで
花の色は変わるんだ
青は嬉し 白は寂しい
紫は憎らしい
namida ochiru jiyuu no sei de
hana no iro wa kawaru nda
ao wa ureshi shiro wa samishii
murasaki wa nikurashii
The flower’s colour changes
because tears fall.
Blue is for happiness, white is for loneliness
and purple is for hatred.
それでも僕には声も出ない
悲しくて 笑えるな
つぎは何になろうか
望めるものならば
sore demo boku ni wa koe mo denai
kanashikute waraeru na
tsugi wa nani ni narou ka
nozomeru mono naraba
Even so, I am voiceless.
I am sad, yet burst into laughter.
What shall I be next?
If I could wish for something…
僕には姿がない
楽しくて 苦しくて
咲き誇る紫陽花はまた色を持つ
boku ni wa sugata ga nai
tanoshikute kurushikute
saki hokoru ajisai wa mata iro o motsu
I am formless.
It’s so fun and painful.
The hydrangea, in full bloom, has another colour.
一年にいちど許された
いのち 終わりがくるまで
ichinen ni ichido yurusareta
inochi owari ga kuru made
It’s only allowed to bloom once a year
until its life comes to an end.
