Friday, September 25, 2009

恵みの雨 元ちとせ



matsuri no niwa ni honoo to uta o
yobu no wa megumi no ame
nemuranai natsu ni mezamenai yoru ni
inoru wa inochi no mizu

hibi wareta sora shibaraku naku koto mo wasurete iru
ikusennen kakete megutteru housoku o
fumiarasu no wa dare?
kaze wa ugoki o tomete iru nani o ima

matsu no darou?
toki o kizamu oto ni kokoro made urawareru
furiko no you

atarimae to omotteta keshiki matataku ma ni ushinawareru hibi
kanjiru deshou?
kawakikitta suna ni ima ichido hitoshizuku no hikari o koboshite
sora no koe o kikeru

(get out of my mind)

kusari to mimagau hibashira to suzu no ne
shinjite megumi no ame
ikitaeru fuyu ni aisenai hito ni
sosogu yo inochi no mizu

matsuri no niwa ni honoo to uta o
yobu no wa megumi no ame
nemuranai natsu ni ikitaeru fuyu ni
inoru wa inochi no mizu
megumi no ame o... inochi no mizu... shinjite

matsuri no niwa ni yobu no wa megumi no ame


祭りの場(にわ)に 炎と歌を
呼ぶのは恵みの雨
眠らない夏に 目覚めない夜に
祈るは命の水

ひび割れた空 しばらく 泣くことも忘れている
幾千年かけて巡ってる法則を
踏み荒らすのは誰?
風は動きを止めている 何を今 待つのだろう?
時を刻む音に心まで囚われる
振り子のよう

あたり前と思ってた景色 瞬く間に失われる日々
感じるでしょう?
乾ききった砂に今いちど 一滴(ひとしずく)の光を零して
天(そら)の声を聴ける

(get out of my mind)

鎖と見紛う 火柱と鈴の音
信じて恵みの雨
息絶える冬に 愛せない人に
注ぐよ 命の水

祭りの場(にわ)に 炎と歌を
呼ぶのは恵みの雨
眠らない夏に 息絶える冬に
祈るは命の水
恵みの雨…命の水…信じて

祭りの場(にわ)に 呼ぶのは 恵みの雨


The rain of blessings calls fire and song
To the festival garden
In a sleepless summer, on a slumbering night
We pray for the waters of life

The cracked sky has forgotten how to cry for a short time
Who was it that trampled on
The laws that have lasted for millenia?
The wind has stopped moving, what does it wait for now?
Even my heart is captured by the sound that marks time
Like a pendulum

The vista I took for granted, the days I lost in the blink of an eye
You can feel them, can’t you?
Now spill a drop of light into the thirsting sand this one time
And hear the voice of the sky

I mistook the pillar of fire and the bell’s ringing as chains
Believe in the rain of blessings
I will pour the waters of life
Into the dying winter, into that person who cannot love

The rain of blessings calls fire and song
To the festival garden
In a sleepless summer, in a dying winter
We pray for the waters of life
Believe in..the rain of blessings…the waters of life

The rain of blessings calls them to the festival garden

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