蜉蝣-かげろう-
蜉蝣-かげろう-
May Fly - The Ephemeral-Lyrics: Sakurai Atsushi
Translation: Lola
Pale pink blurs in the dreams of a midsummer night, I pine for that which is ephemeral* and flies away
When bad dreams are reflected in my eyes, it's because I have the bad habit of closing them
Right now I just want to be intoxicated by the sun sinking in a sea of rum
I hum someone's name to myself and it's maddening
How wonderful, this world is a dream, a dream wherein I can meet you
Pale pink blurs in the dreams of a midsummer night, I pine for that which is ephemeral and flies away
When I think of you, dreaming a dream within a dream of overflowing rapture for eternity, eternally
The light of the dream burns out, all that remains of its life sparkles in the waves
Someone's face wavers in my mind and it's maddening
Like soaring up and drifting back down, I dance with you in a dream
Pale pink blurs in the dreams of a midsummer night, I pine for that which is ephemeral and flies away
When I think of you, dreaming a dream within a dream of overflowing rapture for eternity, eternally
My thoughts race after you in the darkness, it's sweet
The door opens, the world opens, proof of life in this world
Pale pink blurs in the dreams of a midsummer night, I pine for that which is ephemeral and flies away
When I think of you, dreaming a dream within a dream of overflowing rapture for eternity, eternally
Pale pink blurs in the dreams of a midsummer night, I pine for that which is ephemeral and flies away
When I think of you, dreaming a dream within a dream of overflowing rapture for eternity, eternally
Pale pink blurs in the dreams of a midsummer night
Notes: * I could have also translated it as 'I pine after the mayfly that flies away' but...given the transient meaning of the word...chasing after the ephemeral seemed...more appropriate.
空蝉-ウツセミ-
Cicada- a man of this world-Lyrics: Sakurai Atsushi
Translation: Lola
Singing while laughing, a man of the real world in the pouring rain
Singing while going mad, embracing you
Laughing while singing, a man of the real world soaking wet
Singing while going mad, embracing you
Within the twinkling of the stars you and I both vanished
The cat is smiling, perhaps it is an illusion
Fluttering from the sky, an incessant rain
How many dreams & loves are in your hands?
Waiting for the night, it rains incessantly
A thousand stars and love is in your eyes
Mama is calling, after the rain I will return to the other side of the rainbow
Singing while going mad, hands clasped
When I turned around, the past, the future and the present vanished and
My mother is smiling, perhaps it is an illusion
Fluttering from the sky, an incessant rain
How many dreams & loves are in your hands?
Waiting for the night, it rains incessantly
A thousand stars and love is in your eyes