Sunday, 2 September 2018

Aa. Kami wo Nadete, Hoho wo Nadete, Omae wo Aishite yaru. 嗚呼。髪を撫でて、頬を撫でて、御前を愛してやる。


Anime: Tsukiuta. THE ANIMATION ツキウタ。THE ANIMATION

Artist: Kousuke Toriumi

Album: Tsukiuta. Male 3rd Solo Series~ Hajime Mutsuki


Romaji:

fusuma ni shimita ranja no kou de,
mekurumeki, hodasu.

keshi, kono ushimitsu―.

sukikage nijimu hadare no yuki to,
yurameki nagara te wo hawasu.

―beni no tomoru yawahada kara afuru,
midara na sasayaki.

aa―.
kami wo nadete, hoho wo nadete, aishiteyaru.
mitsumeau setsuna ni, kitsuku daite.

namamekashii sono namako ga urumi,
toiki ga koboruru.
nukumori ga hoshii ka.
―ore ga kureteyaru.

kazoeuta wo kuchizusamite.
mekakushi wo shite, shita wo hawasu.

hi. fu. mi. yo.

hoteru yawahada kara afuru, midara na sasayaki―.

futatsu, te wo kasanete,
konjou wo omou.
surinukenu youni to, kitsuku karame.

―hitorikiri no omae.

kodoku wo kakaete ikiru koto wa nai to,
ore ga oshieteyaru.

kami wo nadete, hoho wo nadete, aishiteyaru.
mou nido to, sono kodoku wo kanjinu youni.

omoi kasane, hibi wo kasane, subete kasanete ikite.
towa naru kono nukumori,
ore ga kureteyaru.

―dakara, sono kokoro ya, karada. subete, ore ni yokose.

fusuma ni shimita ranja no kou de, mekurumeki, hodasu.

―yo no otogi.


Kanji:

襖に染みた蘭麝らんじゃの香こうで、
目眩めくるめき、絆ほだす。

怪けし、此この丑三つ―。

透き影 滲む 斑はだれの雪と、
揺らめき乍ながら手を這わす。

―紅の灯る 柔肌から溢あふる、
淫らな囁き。       

嗚呼―。
髪を撫でて、頬を撫でて、愛してやる。
見つめ合う刹那に、緊きつく抱いて。

艶なまめかしい其の眼なまこが潤み、
吐息が零るる。    
温もりが欲しいか。
―俺が呉くれてやる。

数え歌を口遊くちずさみて。
目隠しをして、舌を這わす。

一・二・三・四

火照る柔肌から溢る、淫らな囁き―。

ふたつ、手を重ねて、
今生こんじょうを想う。
擦抜すりぬけぬ様にと、緊きつく絡め。

―独りきりの御前。

孤独を抱えて生きる事はないと、
俺が教えてやる。

髪を撫でて、頬を撫でて、愛してやる。
もう二度と、其の孤独を感じぬ様に。

想い重ね、日々を重ね、全て重ねて生きて。
永久とわなる此の温もり、
俺が呉れてやる。

―だから、其の心や、体。全て、俺に寄こせ。

襖に染みた蘭麝の香で、目眩き、絆す。

―夜よの御伽おとぎ。


English:

The scent of musk that clings to the fusuma,
is dazzling, and shackling.

Provoking, in this midnight―.

Under the light that passes the gaps of the unmelted snow,
while trembling, the hand trails along.

―What spills from the fair skin, lit by crimson light,
are licentious whispers.

Ah―.
I will stroke your hair, I will brush your cheeks, and I will love you.
The moment we locked our eyes with each other, I will hold you tightly.

Your coquettish eyes becoming teary,
and your sigh spills.
Do you desire warmth?
―Then I will give it to you.

Humming counting song.
With eyes blindfolded, letting tongue trail along.

One. Two. Three. Four.

What spills from the flushing fair skin, are licentious whispers.

Two hands, laying on each other,
as we're thinking of this life.
Entwining together tightly, so we may not slip through each other.

―You, who are all alone.

Are embracing loneliness, and if you say that you have nothing to live for,
then I will tell you.

I will stroke your hair, I will brush your cheeks, and I will love you.
So that you will not feel that loneliness ever again.

Live by piling our feelings, days spent together, and everything else.
For eternity, this warmth,
I will give it to you.

―That's why, your mind, body. Everything, give it to me.

The scent of musk that clings to the fusuma, is dazzling, and shackling.

―Tending through the night.


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