私と生きる花

💿 収録曲インデックス

🎵私と生きる花【V5.5】

西の未来と東の過去と今立つ時に静かに咲いた
私と同じ名前を生きる花と出会う

街の通り孤独に歩く　群れの間を密かに裂いた
刹那に治る僅かな傷を付けて回る
己の居場所　縦軸は此処　だが横軸は遥かに遠く
形は同じ空間であれ意義が見えない
月の明かりに照らされて影が息を絶たれる
姿を現せば傷跡が見えてしまう
陽が出ぬうちに見つからぬ陰に息を潜めて
静かに死んだように生を佇ませた
光を避けて孤立を好み暮れの時間に独りで泣いた
心に重くのしかかる自己　知らないように
継続の意義　横軸は此処　だが縦軸は遥かに低く
色味は同じ空間であれ型が合わない

月の明かりに照らされぬ影を道に選んだ
誰かに見られれば遊戯で殺される
陽が出たならば見つからぬ陰で虚無に紛れる
生まれず済んだように生を透明化
日々の痛みと怒りの跡の際立つ脳裏に静かに泣いた
生きた時間の彩りの数　遺影のようだ
西の未来と東の過去と今立つ時に未だに枯れぬ
同じ名前の一輪の花　何を意味する

月の明かりに照らされて
陽が出てもなお萎れず
開いた花は何を見つめ何故に死なぬ
その問いに花は答えない　答えてくれない

🎵The Flower That Lives With Me [Eng]

In the western future,
In the eastern past,
In the time where I now stand,
It bloomed so quietly

I met a flower
Living with the same name as mine

I walk alone along the streets of town
Secretly cutting through the crowd
Leaving tiny wounds that heal
Within a fleeting moment

My place in the world — the vertical axis is here
But the horizontal one is far, far away
Even if the shape shares the same space
I cannot see what meaning it contains

Bathed in the light of the moon
My shadow has its breath cut off
If I show myself at all
The scars will be seen

Before the sun can rise
I hide my breath in unseen shade
And let my life stand still
As if it quietly died

Avoiding the light, choosing isolation
At dusk, I cried alone
The self that weighs upon my heart
I pretend I do not know

The meaning of continuing — the horizontal axis is here
But the vertical one is far, far below
Even if the color shares the same space
The pattern never fits where it should belong

I chose a road of shadows
Untouched by the moonlight
If someone were to see me
I would be killed for sport

When the sun comes out
I blend with nothingness in unseen shade
Making this life transparent
As if I had never been born

In my mind where daily pain
And traces of anger stand out clear
I cried so quietly
Where no one else could hear

The colors of the time I lived
Now look like portraits for the dead
A single flower with my name still blooms
What does it mean?

Bathed in the light of the moon
Even when the sun has risen
The opened flower does not wilt

What is it looking at?
Why does it not die?

To that question,
The flower gives no answer
It will not answer me