GUREN (紅蓮)
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This song has been on repeat on my iPod ever since I heard it first. It's like so much better than the previous album, Stacked Rubbish where everything was just... pure noise. In this however, Ruki sort of... reminds me of Diru's Kyo when he's all emotional and anguished from the singing.
gomen ne ato sukoshi anata no namae to nemurasete
yorisotta sugi hinichi ha itami wo yorokobi ai
ryoute ni utsushidasu anata wo omoi naiteiru
soko ni furu kanashimi ha shiranai mama de ii yo
ansoku ni furue wo oboeta taguri yume wa nani wo miru
usure naide anata yo wazuka na toiki wo kikasete hoshii
chiisana kodou de naku anata yo koko made oide
kawaranai yume ni tsuduki ga aru nara douka togireruzuni
koufuku to yobe nakutemo oborete kasanaru hibi wo
usurenaide anata yo wazuka na toiki wo kikasete hoshii
chiisana kodou de naku anata yo koko made oide
sukui no te sae mo aimai de byou kizami no mayu wa
ito wo chigirezuni haru ni naru
usure naide anata yo wazuka na toiki de kiitete hoshii
chiisana kodou no ne ni kasure nu inori yo todoke
yobenu namae wo daite yubiori kazoeru asu wa kienai
mimi wo fusagi kiiteta yurikago yureru oto
torimodose nu haru ni guren no hana ga saku
ごめんね あと少し貴方の名前と眠らせて
寄り添った過ぎし日は痛みを喜び合い
両手に映し出す貴方を思いないている
底に降る悲しみは知らないままでいいよ
安息に震えを覚えた 手繰り夢は何を見る
薄れないで貴方よ 僅かな吐息を聴かせてほしい
小さな鼓動でなく 貴方よここまでおいで
変わらない夢に続きがあるならどうか途切れずに
幸福と呼べなくても溺れて重なる日々を
薄れないで貴方よ僅かな吐息を聴かせてほしい
小さな鼓動でなく貴方よここまでおいで
救いの手さえも曖昧で秒刻みの繭は
糸を千切れずに春になる
薄れないで貴方よ僅かな吐息で聴いててほしい
小さな鼓動の音に擦れぬ祈りよ届け
呼べぬ名前を抱いて指折り数える明日は消えない
耳を塞ぎ聴いてた揺りかご揺れる音
取り戻せぬ春に 紅蓮の華が咲く
The passing days drew us closer
The pain is matched with joy
Both hands reflect that
I cry when I think of you
there is a rain of sadness
it's fine just to remain unknown
I tremble for repose, I remembered
what do you want to see in this reeled in dream?
I don't want you to fade
let me hear, even a sigh
a small heartbeat, that isn't there
I want you come here!
unchanging dreams, if this continues on
please don't pause in your happiness
even if it doesn't need to called out but
the drowning days are piling over me.
I don't want you to fade
let me hear, even a sigh
a small heartbeat, that isn't there
I want you come here!
Even the hands of salvation is also in vagueness
Will there be a cocoon at intervals of the second, without the string tearing off?
I want to hear, even a sigh
little rhythm to the sound of the heartbeat
of touched prayers delivered.
the name which I cannot call out I held closely
counting with my fingers, I don't want tomorrow to disappear
hearing with blocked ears
the sound of a broken cradle
the spring time will never come again
the crimson lotus is in bloom
Labels: j-rock, music/poem