Folklore
作詞： 原田郁子
強い台風の 去ってった夜に 高いビルの上から 街を眺めてた
風はまだすこし 移り気で 去り際のタイミングを つかみ損ねてる
隣の住宅のネオンが 陽炎のように 揺らいでた
こんな景色 見たことない 見慣れていたのに
何かが変わってゆくような そんな気がした あと少しで
何事もなく消えてゆく ６月６号 あと少しで あと少しで
最終電車の低いアナウンスが いつもよりも 透き通って聞こえてる
このままでは またいつものように ずっと空を ぼんやり眺めるだけ
すこし瞼 重くなって ゆっくりと目を閉じてみる
遠くで君の声がした そろそろ行かなきゃ
気圧の谷を飛び越えた そんな気がした あと少しで
気持ちがすっと軽くなる そんな気分さ あと少しで あと少しで
何かが変わってゆくような そんな気がした あと少しで
何事もなく消えてゆく ６月６号 あと少しで
時計の針が２時を指す 気がつけば もう あと少しで
気持ちがすっと軽くなる そんな気分さ あと少しで あと少しで
強い台風の 去ってった夜に 高いビルの上から 街を眺めてた
僕はまだすこし 移り気で 去り際のタイミングを つかみ損ねてる
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Folklore
Lyrics: Harada Ikuko
Translation: Alex Fyffe
Folklore
The night the typhoon passed over, I went to the roof and looked down at the city.
The wind was still blowing a little, but I let the moment slip through my fingers.
The neon sign on the complex next door flickered like a heat wave.
I had watched the city from here many times, but I had never seen it like this.
It felt like something would change at any moment,
like everything would fade away any minute, the sixth of June.
I could hear an announcement for the last train of the night, like every other night,
and, like every other night, I stared up at the sky for a long time.
My eyelids became heavy and I let them slowly close.
From far away I heard your voice call out to me, and I knew I had to go.
It felt like I could jump over the trough at any moment,
like my mind would suddenly become clear any minute.
It felt like something would change at any moment,
like everything would fade away any minute, the sixth of June.
I looked at my watch. The hands pointed to two. The moment had already passed.
Just another minute and my mind would have gone blank. One more minute.
The night the typhoon passed over, I went to the roof and looked down at the city.
The wind was still blowing a little, but I let the moment slip through my fingers.
Notes:
Another translation from 2008.
Entry No. 1 