Rin – 花に触れる音 歌詞 ( Lyrics)

作詞：Rin
作曲：Rin

夕焼けを吸って橙色になった頬
星空を吐き出す吐息はやけに冷たかった
絵画のような君の横顔
流し目で差し込む視線
小さな箱に落ち着いた音
何も残さない花たち
胸をぎゅっと締め付ける香りに
めまいがする

君の髪が、萎びやか、愛おしい、寂しい、恋しい、嬉しい
喜ぶ顔が熱くて、
すり抜ける指が優しさに熟れている
緩やかに落ちる黒が心の奥に触れる
心地いい熱だ

ゆっくりと輪郭をなぞる
じっとりと落ちた汗が
不確かであやふやな感情の輪郭が
幼子が母親の髪に指をとおすように
幼子が父親に頭を撫でられるように
ひとりぼっちの人間は心臓の鼓動に
安堵の息を漏らす

君の髪が、萎びやか、愛おしい、寂しい、恋しい、嬉しい
喜ぶ顔が熱くて、
すり抜ける指が優しさに熟れている
緩やかに落ちる黒が心の奥に触れる
心地いい熱だ

yuuya ke wo su xtu te daidaiiro ni naxtu ta hoo
hosizora wo ha ki da su toiki ha yakeni tume takaxtu ta
kaiga no you na kimi no yokogao
naga si me de sa si ko mu sisen
tii sana hako ni o ti tu i ta oto
nani mo noko sa nai hana tati
mune wo gyutto si me zu keru kao ri ni
memai ga suru

kun no kami ga 、 sina bi ya ka 、 ito osii 、 sabi sii 、 koi sii 、 ure sii
yoroko bu kao ga atu ku te 、
suri nu keru yubi ga yasa si sa ni u re te iru
yuru yaka ni o tiru kuro ga kokoro no oku ni hu reru
kokoti ii netu da

yukkuri to rinkaku wo nazoru
zittori to o ti ta ase ga
hutasi ka de ayahuya na kanzyou no rinkaku ga
osanago ga hahaoya no kami ni yubi wo toosu you ni
osanago ga titioya ni atama wo na de rareru you ni
hitoribotti no ningen ha sinzou no kodou ni
ando no iki wo mo rasu

kun no kami ga 、 sina bi ya ka 、 ito osii 、 sabi sii 、 koi sii 、 ure sii
yoroko bu kao ga atu ku te 、
suri nu keru yubi ga yasa si sa ni u re te iru
yuru yaka ni o tiru kuro ga kokoro no oku ni hu reru
kokoti ii netu da

The cheeks that turned orange as they sucked in the sunset
Your starry sky, your breath was so cold
your profile like a painting
the gaze that comes in with streaming eyes
The sound that settles in a small box
Flowers that leave nothing behind
the fragrance that clenches my heart
I'm dizzy

your hair, shriveled, lovely, lonely, missed, happy
your face is hot with joy
the fingers that slip through are ripe with tenderness
the gently falling blackness touches the depths of my heart
the heat is soothing.

Slowly tracing the contours
the perspiration that drips down still
the contours of uncertain and fuzzy feelings.
Like a little child running his fingers through his mother's hair
as an infant strokes his father's head
A lone human being lets out a breath of relief
and a breath of relief escapes you

your hair, shriveled, lovely, lonely, missed, happy
Your joyful face, so hot
the fingers that slip through are ripe with tenderness
the gently falling blackness touches the depths of my heart
It's a pleasant heat.