Текст и перевод песни Kiyoshi Hikawa - 群青の弦

群青の弦

咲く花の色 吹く風の音
美しく織りなした箏の音に

風に流れるヨー 霧の音
静寂に開く 花の香に
心かたむけ 群青の

夜に沁み入る 箏の音は
何を偲びて すすり泣く

凍るその手にヨー 水をかけ
千遍弾きの 荒修行
朝は朝星 夜は夜星

母の温みを 胸に抱き
意地で弾いた なみだ弦

百や二百のヨー 理屈より
ひとつの真実 こころざし
守り通して 天命を生きる

誰に聴かせる 永久の
月に謳うは 春の海

Ultramarine Strings

The colors of blooming flowers, the sounds of the blowing wind,
Beautifully woven into the sound of the koto.

The fog's whisper drifts on the wind,
In the silence, the fragrance of flowers unfolds.
My heart leans towards the ultramarine,

The sound of the koto, permeating the night,
Yearning for what, does it softly weep?

Pouring water over my freezing hands,
A thousand times played, the harsh training.
The morning star at dawn, the evening star at night,

Holding my mother's warmth in my heart,
With sheer will, I played the tearful strings.

More than a hundred or two reasons,
One single truth, my aspiration,
Protecting it, I live my destiny.

For whom do I play this eternal melody?
Singing to the moon, the Spring Sea.