かめりあ – 灰の羽搏 歌詞 ( Lyrics)

色彩の焦げ落ちた翼
解ける先を喪い　彷徨う灰は
煙でさえ跡　遺すように
跡形なく　消えられはしないから

かつて風　裂いた羽
今は煤　崩れ落ちて
飛びたいんだ　それでも
仄かに火種が　朧な記憶の底で
まだ叫ぶならば

凍る鈍色　凍土の底
羽根を抻す火花　孵化した朱は
雛のフェニックスの燈　鋭い熱
誰もその翼　吹き消せはしないから
鼓動する　灰の羽搏を

さあ火を放て　双翼の肉体へ
灰は覚醒めの夢　蘇るため

骨　滲ます雨
流れ落ちる無彩
飛びたいんだ　それでも
一粒の熱が　淀んだ(よどんだ)魂の底に
もう青も赤も忘れた　声の中に
まだ残るならば

命を欠く　昏い黒の余韻
炎に彩られた　目醒める白は
雪と炭と錫のメサイア
そう　“羽は彼方を目指す”　のなら
誰も　その色を　忘れはしないから
鼓動する　灰の羽搏を

sikisai no ko ge o ti ta tubasa
to keru saki wo usina i 　 samayo u hai ha
kemuri de sae ato 　 noko su you ni
atokata naku 　 ki e rare ha si nai kara

[ Burn me away ]

katute kaze 　 sa i ta hane
ima ha susu 　 kuzu re o ti te
to bi tai n da 　 soredemo
hono ka ni hidane ga 　 oboro na kioku no soko de
mada sake bu nara ba

koo ru nibiiro 　 toudo no soko
hane wo sin su hibana 　 huka si ta syu ha
hina no fenikkusu no akasi 　 surudo i netu
dare mo sono tubasa 　 hu ki ke se ha si nai kara
kodou suru 　 hai no habata wo

saa hi wo hana te 　 souyoku no nikutai he
hai ha kakusei me no yume 　 yomigae ru tame

[ Burn me away ]

hone 　 sin masu ame
naga re o tiru mu irodori
to bi tai n da 　 soredemo
hitotubu no netu ga 　 yodo n da ( yodon da ) tamasii no soko ni
mou ao mo aka mo wasu re ta 　 koe no naka ni
mada noko ru nara ba

inoti wo ka ku 　 kon i guro no yoin
en ni irodo ra re ta 　 me sa meru siro ha
yuki to sumi to suzu no mesaia
sou 　 “ hane ha kanata wo meza su ” 　 no nara
dare mo 　 sono iro wo 　 wasu re ha si nai kara
kodou suru 　 hai no habata wo

Burnt wings in color
The ashes of the lost road
Just as smoke leaves traces.
Because it won't disappear without a trace.

[Burn me away]

Once-split wings
Now the dust has settled.
Although I want to fly
Vaguely, the fire is in a hazy memory.
If you still scream.

The bottom of the frozen dull frozen soil.
The sparks of flapping feathers hatch Zhu.
The sharp heat of the young phoenix
Because no one can blow out its wings.
Put the beating grey wings

Come on, set fire to the winged body.
Ashes are for the revival of awakened dreams.

[Burn me away]

Bitter rain
There is no color pouring down.
Although I want to fly
In the depths of a bloody soul.
In the sound that has forgotten blue and red.
If there is any left.

The dull black aftersound of losing life.
Awakening white rendered by flame
Messiah of snow, charcoal and tin
Yes, if "wings point to each other"
Because no one will forget that color.
Put the beating grey wings