Sound Horizon - (Tenshi) no Chouzou lyrics

rate me

nochi no yo ni "kami no te o motsu mono"

to shousareru chouzouka "Auguste Laurant"

senran no sanaka ni ushinaware heiwa to tomo ni sugata o arawashita to sareru

imada shinpi no usufu [veil] ni tsutsumareta chouzou kare no kidai no kessaku

"Tenshi" [ange] ni himerareshi shirarezaru "monogatari" [Roman]..."monoiwanu tsumetai ishi ni inochi o tomoseru nado to

zokujin-tachi ga utau no wa tada no ogori ni suginu

aru mono o tada aru you ni ryou no te de uketomete

nukumori ni kuchidzukeru you ni omoi o katadoru dake..."fuusha koya [moulin au vent] sora o daite mawaritsudzukeru oka no ue

koubou [atelier] wa ta o kobamu you ni shizuka ni tatazumu kagekare wa tada hitori de egaita waga ko no kao mo shirazu ni...{tarinai no wa kotesaki no sobyouryoku [dessin] de wa nai -- genjitsu o mo koeru souzouryoku [imagination]}

"aa... hikari o ... aa... motto hikari o... sunawachi souzou [creation]... urei no hikari o..."shougai awanu to chikainagara ashigeku kayou shuudouin [monastere]

kodomo-tachi no waraigoe kabegoshi ni kiite iru...

"kimi no te ga ima tsukande iru de arou sono {ishi} wa totemo kowareyasui

sono te o hanashite wa naranai tatoe nani ga osoou to mo...kare wa hibi hitori de egaita waga ko no kao mo shirazu ni...{hitsuyou na no wa sugishi hi no koukai [regret] de wa nai -- gensou o mo tsumugu aijou [affection]}

"aa... hikari o... aa... motto hikari o... sunawachi shokuzai [expiation]... sukui no hikari o..."ika naru kenja de are koboreru suna wa tomerarenai

kare ni youi sareta gin'iro no sunadokei nokosareta suna wa ato wazuka...hahaoya no hi o ubatte kono yo ni tomotta chiisa na {honoo}

sono kagayaki o nikunde shimatta oroka na otoko no saigo no waruagaki...souzou no tsubasa wa hirogari yagate "chouzou" no se ni tsubasa o hirogeta

-- "aa... mou omoinokosu koto wa nai yatto waratte kureta ne...""soko ni ROMAN wa aru no kashira?"

English translation

Auguste Laurant, the sculptor

Who would later be known as "the man with the hands of God"

Vanished in the midst of war and reappeared with the return of peace.

The statue still shrouded in the veil of mystery was his rare masterpiece

And in that angel, an unknown story is hidden..."To kindle the spark of life in cold, speechless stone,

As the ordinary folk say, would be nothing more than mere vanity.

I simply take things into my hands to allow what exists to exist

And, as if to kiss that warmth, give shape to my thoughts..."The windmill embraced the sky and went on spinning atop the hill

His studio was a silent shadow that seemed to forbid entry to all othersHe worked all by himself, not even knowing the face of our child...{What is lacking is not cleverness of design -- it is the imagination to surpass reality.}

"Ah... light... ah... more light... that is to say, creation... the light of sorrow..."Though he swore never to meet them in his life, on his frequent visits to the monastery

He would listen to the laughing voices of the children through the wall...

"The stone you are now holding in your hand is very fragile

You must never let it go, no matter what should confront you..."He worked alone day after day, not even knowing the face of our child...{What is necessary is not regret over days past -- it is the affection to weave illusions.}

"Ah... light... ah... more light... that is to say, expiation... the light of salvation..."However wise a man may be, he cannot stop the flow of the sands of time

There were only a few grains left in his silver hourglass...A small flame was lit in this world at the cost of his mother's light

And this was the futile, dying struggle of a foolish man who had grown to hate that glimmering...He spread the wings of his imagination, and soon the wings on the statue's back were spread as well.

-- "Ah... I have no more regrets... you've finally smiled at me...""Could there be a story over there?"