Paroles et traduction Kiyoshi Hikawa - 枯葉

枯葉

枯葉 拾い集めて 終わりゆく季節を知る
まるで 僕へ宛てた 別れの手紙の様だ

途切れた 紅い糸は
哀しく宙を揺蕩うばかり
虚しく 翳る僕は 瞼の君を抱き締める
ル ラララ ル ラララ ル ラララ

あの日 ゆらゆら 焔の中で
産まれた恋の調べ
誰も 誰も 誰も 消せはしない
今も るらるら 唄い続ける
君が居てくれたら
何も 何も 何も 要らないから
枯葉が また 落ちた

ひとつ またひとつと 街は光を眠らせ
まるで 僕を写す 古びた鏡の様だ

明日が呼んでいても
終わらぬ昨日の中じゃ聴こえない
地上から 仰ぐ天は
誇り高くも涙ぐむ
ル ラララ ル ラララ ル ラララ

夜は徒然 思い出遊び
物語は続く
今も 今も 今も 色褪せずに
やがてしとしと 滑り降りては
ささめく雨に濡れ
すべて すべて すべて
愛しく なるだろう

嗚呼 舞い上がれ 枯葉
僕の心と すべての思い出を連れてゆけ
嗚呼 抜殻になり 佇む僕に
君の残り香はあるのだろうか

夜は徒然 思い出遊び
物語は続く
今も 今も 今も 色褪せずに
やがてしとしと 滑り降りては
ささめく雨に濡れ
すべて すべて すべて
愛しくなり

あの日 ゆらゆら 焔の中で
産まれた恋の調べ
誰も 誰も 誰も 消せはしない
今も るらるら 唄い続ける
君が居てくれたら
何も 何も 何も 要らないから
枯葉が また 落ちた

Withered Leaves

Gathering withered leaves, I sense the season's end,
Like a farewell letter addressed to me, my friend.

The broken crimson thread
Sways sadly in the air, overhead.
Empty, shadowed, I embrace the memory of you so dear,
Lu la la la, lu la la la, lu la la la, my tear.

That day, within the flickering flame's embrace,
Our love's melody was born, a sacred space.
No one, no one, no one can erase its trace,
Still, lu lu la la, I sing, a mournful pace.
If you were here with me, my love, my life,
Nothing, nothing, nothing else would I require, no strife.
Another withered leaf has fallen from the tree, tonight.

One by one, the city lights begin to sleep,
Like an aged mirror, reflecting me, so deep.

Even though tomorrow calls to me, so near,
I cannot hear it, trapped within yesterday's lingering fear.
The sky above, from earth I gaze so high,
Proud and vast, yet seems to weep and sigh.
Lu la la la, lu la la la, lu la la la, my cry.

The night is long, a playground of the mind,
Our story continues, forever intertwined.
Still, still, still, the colors bright, I find,
As gentle rain descends, a soothing kind,
Kissed by whispering drops, my heart and mind,
Everything, everything, everything will be enshrined,
And cherished evermore, so intertwined.

Oh, withered leaves, take flight and soar,
Carry my heart, and every memory, forevermore.
Oh, as an empty shell, I stand and wait before,
Does a trace of your sweet scent still linger at my door?

The night is long, a playground of the mind,
Our story continues, forever intertwined.
Still, still, still, the colors bright, I find,
As gentle rain descends, a soothing kind,
Kissed by whispering drops, my heart and mind,
Everything, everything, everything will be enshrined,
And cherished evermore, so intertwined.

That day, within the flickering flame's embrace,
Our love's melody was born, a sacred space.
No one, no one, no one can erase its trace,
Still, lu lu la la, I sing, a mournful pace.
If you were here with me, my love, my life,
Nothing, nothing, nothing else would I require, no strife.
Another withered leaf has fallen from the tree, tonight.