死の舞踏会 - 霜月はるか перевод на английский

死の舞踏会

満ちる朱の月... 集え我が愛し子(しもべ)よ...
Rem la marie, Fem la Malice.
(我等は隷、貴方は魔女)
Rem la mirya, Fem le mirya.
(我等は眼、貴方だけの眼)
Wario la wize, Malice la wize.
(世界は美しく、故に魔女は美しい)
Rem la torine, Rem la arie.
(我等は踊る、我等は歌う)
Hinare. nowrrie, vilte.
(霧の姿、獣の姿、ヒトの姿で)
Rem la wizarre.
(我等は牙である)
Rem la marie. Rem la arlie.
(我等は犠牲者、我等は永遠)
Rem la torrine arie.
(我等は踊り歌う)
Malice la fat lauwa, Fem le zarce Andalucia.
(魔女は知っている アンダルシア、お前の迷いを)
始まる血の舞踏会
哀しき化け物が踊る祝宴(うたげ)
新たな躯を得よ――
Neu Malice la arue.
(新たな魔女が生まれる)
――美しき心臓
Fem la harzile wariz?
(お前は幸福か?)
Neu Malice la arue.
(新たな魔女が生まれる)
――美しき躯を
Fem le raloe wizeroa!
(お前の死を祝おう!)
Rem le marie-Fem la zimoe!
(我が眷属よ静寂に!)
Malice! Malice! Malice! Malice...
我等が魔女(ぬし)
減らずの蝋燭... 乾かぬ水
死とは始まりの... 醒めない悪夢(ゆめ)
魂(たましい)の墓標... 昏き迷路
新たな容れ物... 其の躯に狂気を注いで
刻は来たと... 永久を契る詩(うた)
Malice!
貴女の[お前の] 望みは何?[躯を]
多くの無念と多くの絶望から
我等は生まれた
生き血を狩る力を呪いと呼ぶなら
母なる主の贄 心を委ねよ
お前の感情(くるしみ)など... すぐ消してあげる
――お前は私となる
牙を濡らす朱き血の色
憎み嫉(そね)み... 嗚呼
銀の髪を風に絡めて
魔女の詩が 未来(あした)を刈り取るなら
いざ抗えよ [我が手に堕ちよ]
君を守る硝子の天蓋(そら)に
忘れられた音階(ひかり)が響く
剣(つるぎ)に映る蒼い瞳
私の中の「魔女」を殺せと
もしも薔薇が枯れたとしても
愛おしいと想う心は消えない
そう... 私は私のままで
自らの心臓(いのち)を貫こう
古き呪いよ――壊れろ!
Rem la marie, Fem la Malice.
(我等は隷、貴方は魔女)
Rem la mirya, Fem le mirya.
(我等は眼、貴方だけの眼)
Wario la wize, Malice la wize.
(世界は美しく、故に魔女は美しい)
Rem la torine, Rem la arie.
(我等は踊る、我等は歌う)
Hinare, nowrrie, vilte.
(霧の姿、獣の姿、ヒトの姿で)
Rem la wizarre.
(我等は牙である)
Rem la marie. Rem la arlie.
(我等は犠牲者、我等は永遠)
Rem la torrine arie.
(我等は踊り歌う)
Malice la fat lauwa, Fem le...
(魔女は知っている、お前は...)
舞踏会(うたげ)は終焉(おわり)を告げる
血濡れたその棺に眠る少女
気高き薔薇のよう――

Dance with the Dead

The crimson moon rises... Gather, my beloved servants...
Rem la marie, Fem la Malice.
(We are your servants, you are the witch)
Rem la mirya, Fem le mirya.
(We are your eyes, your eyes alone)
Wario la wize, Malice la wize.
(The world is beautiful, and so the witch is beautiful)
Rem la torine, Rem la arie.
(We dance, we sing)
Hinare. nowrrie, vilte.
(In the form of mist, in the form of beasts, in the form of humans)
Rem la wizarre.
(We are your fangs)
Rem la marie. Rem la arlie.
(We are the victims, we are eternal)
Rem la torrine arie.
(We dance and sing)
Malice la fat lauwa, Fem le zarce Andalucia.
(The witch knows Andalucia, your hesitation)
The bloody masquerade begins
A feast where mournful monsters dance
Obtain a new body――
Neu Malice la arue.
(A new witch is born)
――A beautiful heart
Fem la harzile wariz?
(Are you happy?)
Neu Malice la arue.
(A new witch is born)
――A beautiful body
Fem le raloe wizeroa!
(Let us celebrate your death!)
Rem le marie-Fem la zimoe!
(My followers, silence!)
Malice! Malice! Malice! Malice...
Our mistress
The unyielding candle... The water that never dries
Death is the beginning of an... Unending nightmare
A tombstone for the soul... A dark labyrinth
A new vessel... Fill its body with madness
The time has come... The eternal pact
Malice!
What is [your] desire?
From the many regrets and the many despairs
We are born
If you call the power to hunt for living blood a curse
Offer your heart to our mother
Your feelings [your suffering]... I will erase them all
――You will become me
The crimson color of the blood that wets your fangs
Hatred, envy... Ah
Silver hair tangled in the wind
If the witch's song reaps the future [tomorrow]
Then resist [fall into my hands]
Within the glass canopy [sky] that protects you
A forgotten melody [light] resonates
Blue eyes reflected in the sword
Kill the "witch" within me
Even if the rose withers
The heart that loves will never disappear
Yes... I will remain myself
Let me pierce my own heart [life]
Ancient curse――Break!
Rem la marie, Fem la Malice.
(We are your servants, you are the witch)
Rem la mirya, Fem le mirya.
(We are your eyes, your eyes alone)
Wario la wize, Malice la wize.
(The world is beautiful, and so the witch is beautiful)
Rem la torine, Rem la arie.
(We dance, we sing)
Hinare, nowrrie, vilte.
(In the form of mist, in the form of beasts, in the form of humans)
Rem la wizarre.
(We are your fangs)
Rem la marie. Rem la arlie.
(We are the victims, we are eternal)
Rem la torrine arie.
(We dance and sing)
Malice la fat lauwa, Fem le...
(The witch knows, you are...)
The masquerade ends
A maiden slumbers in a bloodstained coffin
Like a noble rose――