music: Kalm/ lyrics: Kaya

Traces of something once past ripple
amongst the flowered chill of the night
with the delicate wafting scent of the flowers

As the gathering twilight takes me softly
to the far end of my memories

 

hanbie no yoru ni zawameku kagerou
yozakura honoka ni kaorinabiku
yoiyami ga sotto watashi o tsurete yuku
kioku no hate e to

The rain-swept petals
Covered us softly as they fell,
hid us away

And the indulgent sin flowing from our joined lips


furishikiru hanabira ga
harari harari to futari o kakushita

kasuneau kuchibiru kara koboredasu
amai tsumi


In madly dancing light pink
Made dirty oh so sweetly

The illusion lingers on, our breaths are entwined
Your voice melts in transience like bubbles on the waves

Above the hazy moon cries

 

kuruoshiku mau usubeni
amayaka ni yogosarete

maboroshi tadabiki karamiau iki
utakata hakanaku tokete yuku koe

oboezuki ga naku

A carpet of light pink staining the darkened night
One evening of eternity


 

usubeni no mousen anya o utsuri
ichiya wa towa


Indulgent sin flows from our joined lips
In madly dancing light pink

Made dirty oh so sweetly


 

kasaneau kuchibiru kara
koboredasu amai tsumi
kuruoshiku mau usubeni
amayaka ni yogosarete


My faint memories float among the wind
Telling of the lies in that night we spent together

The traces loosely eat away my vision
Upset and at an end....

 

kaze ni chiru awai omoi
majiriau yatogi no uso

yuruyuru to shikai o hamu kagerou
midare, tsukite....



"As in the long and weary rain
The hue of flowers is all gone,
So is my young grace spent in vain
In these long years I lived alone"

Above the hazy moon did cry


 

[hana no iro wa utsuri ni keri na
itazura ni wa ga mi yo ni
furu nagame seshi ma ni]

oboezuki ga naku

 

 

Originally from Kaya's second single, Ouka Ryouran,
he chose to include it because it fit with the night/Japanese/gothic theme of the CD.

In Japan, summer is known as the season of demons since the Obon festival is held in the summer (Obon is where the dead reutrn to their home villages). There are festivals and everyone goes home, so you probably can't get money out of the bank during that time and I imagine it's quite inconvenient.
I somehow always managed to go home right before the Obon and missed it. I WILL go some day though...even though I don't really have any dead Japanese ancestors. I'd still like to go to the matsuri.

Speaking of demons, my brother decided he was a demon a few days ago, the Konakijiji (an ugly little baby with an old man's face. It cries in the forest, and then when travellers come to help it, it asks them to pick it up. If they do it gets heavier and heavier, but they can't put it down. Eventually the weight crushes them and they die a horrible death. The moral of the story is, obviously, not to overfeed your babies...yeah. Or not to abandon them in the woods)
So when I told bouya about the konakijiji he was like, "Oh, that's me. Cause I'm fat." I think he has weight issues >_<

Well, at any rate I love the concept behind this CD.
So yes, please just poke around, and I hope you'll learn something from it like I did ^^

 

 

 


~ lyrics copyright Kaya, trans Faith 04.2007. No replication of materials from this site without permission~