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風の記憶 (Memory of Wind) (Kaze no Kioku) (English translation)

  • Artist: Touhou Project (東方プロジェクト) Featuring artist: Yellow Zebra
  • Song: 風の記憶 (Memory of Wind) (Kaze no Kioku) Album: 東方ESCALATION

風の記憶 (Memory of Wind)

レンズ越しに覗く世界に 委ね
自分の好きな色 写し出す
気に入らないなら 破って 燃やして
埋もれては 消えてく 灰の中
 
風 靡かなくて 夢 捨てて
術 解かないから
なら「神頼みです」って 吹け
空 合わせていた手 拡げ
 
さぁ 飛び出したら
どこまででも大きな場所にいて
見下ろした景色も 次第と照準合うはず
掴もうとした風に その感触はなくとも
千切れるほどに この背中の翼を拡げて
 
大事そうに綴る 継ぎ接ぎの末
饒舌な記憶は 過去となる
四季を繋いだら それなりに見えて
二度とは開かずに 積み上げてた
 
風、気付いたら夢ですね。
なんてよくある話
ただ 信じてるのなら行け
また 助走をつけて 進め
 
さぁ、駆けだしたら
どこまででも 道続く気がして
通り過ぎていく景色が 滲んで怖くなるけど
切り裂く度 風に重なる感覚を任せて
倒れるほどに 重ねた記憶踏み台にして
 
見当たらなくてやめた 探しものまで
次手にしたらずっと 抱きしめていよう
 
さぁ、飛び出したら
どこまでも大きな場所にいて
見下ろした景色も 次第と照準合うはず
掴もうとした風に その感触はなくとも
千切れるほどに この背中の翼を拡げて
 
Submitted by makicyanmakicyan on 2022-09-27
Last edited by makicyanmakicyan on 2022-10-30
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Memory of Wind

I will entrust myself to the world through the lens.
I will project my favorite colors.
When I don't like it, I will tear it up, burn it up and bury it up,
and it will disappear into ashes.
 
When the wind does not waver, I will throw away dreams.
I don't have a means to solve it.
Then, you blow it like you are "relying on God".
The sky. Open up your hands placed together.
 
Now, when you jump out,
stay in the endlessly huge place.
Even for the view you are looking down, gradually your aiming will be in focus.
Even if you don't sense anything with the wind you tried to grasp,
Spread the wings on my back as much as they tear off.
 
At the end of the patchwork I sew up carefully,
talkative memory will be a thing in the past.
When the four seasons are joined together, it looked reasonable.
It accumulated without opening again.
 
The wind, when I realize it, it's just a dream.
It's just a common story.
Just go if you believe in it.
Also, take an approach run and go forward.
 
Now, when you start running,
you will feel like it is an endless road.
And you will be scared of the view going past, blurring.
Every time you rip apart, let your sensations overlap with the wind.
Use your accumulated memory as your stepping-stone, as much as you fall down.
 
Even for those lost things nowhere to be found,
if they are found next time, I will keep hugging them forever.
 
Now, when you jump out,
stay in the endlessly huge place.
Even for the view you are looking down, gradually your aiming will be in focus.
Even if you don't sense anything with the wind you tried to grasp,
Spread the wings on my back as much as they tear off.
 
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Submitted by uji nauji na on 2022-10-29
Added in reply to request by makicyanmakicyan
Last edited by uji nauji na on 2022-10-31
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