Текст и перевод песни Aril Brikha - Winter

Winter

酔いや なぜに 無限 と美杯

酔いや なぜに 無限と美杯

遠くの空 回る花の 円陣の喧しさに
あの日や あの日に 超えてきた分岐が目を覚ます
かげろうに身を借りて 道を指す娘を追い
高台に現れた 名も知らぬ広野は懐かしく

酔いや 飲んで 人類 下戸 美杯
酔いや 飲んで 人類 下戸 美杯

あれが夢で見せた街と 影の声がささやいた
来る日も 来る日も 幾千の分岐を超えた時

暗がりの賢人が 捨てられた日々を集め
海沿いに 海沿いに 見も知らぬ炎を躍らせた

あーマントルが饒舌に火を吹き上げて
捨てられた野に立つ人を祝うよ
あー静かな静かな娘の視野で
あー見知らぬ都に灯が灯りだす

酔いや 飲んで 人類 下戸 美杯
酔いや 飲んで 人類 下戸 美杯

高く空 朱に染め 火の燃えるごときの雲模様
あの日や あの日や あの時に無くした道を見せ
繰り返し夢に吹く 風を追い時が下り

川沿いに 川沿いに 見も知らぬ至福の花を見た

あーマントルが饒舌に火を吹き上げて
捨てられた野に立つ人を祝うよ
あー静かな静かな娘の視野で
あー見知らぬ都に灯が灯りだす
あーマントルが饒舌に火を吹き上げて
捨てられた野に立つ人を祝うよ
あー静かな静かな娘の視野で
あー見知らぬ都に灯が灯りだす

酔いや なぜに 無限と美杯

酔いや なぜに 無限と美杯

Winter

My dear, why is there an infinite and beautiful cup?

My dear, why is there an infinite and beautiful cup?

The distant sky revolves with the flowers' boisterous circle,
That day and that day, surpassing the divide that awakens my eyes,
Chasing the maiden who borrows my body's mirage, guiding me along the way,
The nameless wilderness that appeared on the high ground was nostalgic.

My dear, drinking, humans are teetotalers, beautiful cup,
My dear, drinking, humans are teetotalers, beautiful cup.

That was the city I saw in my dream, the voice of the shadow whispered.
Day after day, after thousands of different paths,

The wise man of darkness gathered the discarded days,
Along the seaside, along the seaside, he danced an unfamiliar flame.

Ah, the mantle chattered and ignited the fire,
Celebrating those who stood in the forsaken wilderness,
Ah, in the silent, silent maiden's vision,
Ah, the lights are beginning to twinkle in the unfamiliar city.

My dear, drinking, humans are teetotalers, beautiful cup,
My dear, drinking, humans are teetotalers, beautiful cup.

High in the sky, the crimson clouds blaze like fire,
That day, that day, that day, they showed me the path I had lost,
Time descends, chasing the wind that blows in my recurring dreams,

Along the river, along the river, I saw an unfamiliar flower of bliss.

Ah, the mantle chattered and ignited the fire,
Celebrating those who stood in the forsaken wilderness,
Ah, in the silent, silent maiden's vision,
Ah, the lights are beginning to twinkle in the unfamiliar city.
Ah, the mantle chattered and ignited the fire,
Celebrating those who stood in the forsaken wilderness,
Ah, in the silent, silent maiden's vision,
Ah, the lights are beginning to twinkle in the unfamiliar city.

My dear, why is there an infinite and beautiful cup?

My dear, why is there an infinite and beautiful cup?