じょんから女節 (jon kara onna bushi)

yuki wa shita kara mai agari
akai mosuso ni matoitsuku
futozao shamisen onna no tabiji
moeru kusuburu hajikeru guzuru
hanarerarenai hito ga iru
jon kara jon kara wakatte hoshii

bachi no midare wa ki no midare
wakare kotoba wa iwasenai
fukami ni hamatta onna no yowami
otoko gokoro wa kaze yori karui
tsuki ni kakurete sareru mama
jon kara jon kara nakasete hoshii

namari iro shita sora no iro
haru wa watashi nya toosugiru
futozao tatakeba ito sae kireru
nikui itoshii setsunai tsurai
yubi ni karamaru onna bushi
jon kara jon kara anta ga hoshii

雪は下から　舞い上がり
赤い裳裾に　まといつく
太棹三味線　女の旅路
燃えるくすぶる　はじける愚図る
離れられない　男がいる
じょんからじょんから　わかって欲しい

バチの乱れは　気の乱れ
別れ言葉は　言わせない
深みにはまった　女の弱み
男ごころは　風より軽い
月にかくれて　されるまま
じょんからじょんから　哭かせて欲しい

鉛色した　空の色
春は私にゃ　遠すぎる
太棹たたけば　糸さえ切れる
憎いいとしい　せつない辛い
指にからまる　女節
じょんからじょんから　あんたが欲しい

The snow flies up from below
It entwines around the red hem of my skirt
The large neck of the shamisen, a woman's journey
Burning, smoking, bursting open, unsettled
There is a person that I can't be seperated from
From the sound of my strumming, I want you to understand this

The disorder of retribution, the disorder of the spirit
I won't accept your parting words
I've fallen into a deep place, a woman's weakness
A man's heart is more fragile than the wind
It's hidden in the moon
From the sound of my strumming, I want to make you weep

The leaden color of the sky
To me, spring is too far away
When I strike the thick neck, all threads are cut
I hate, I love, I have sorrows, I have pains
Entwined in my fingers, a woman's song
From the sound of my strumming, I want you