One summer, in a dusk that stretched out the shadows The crows atop the torii heard this rumor. Children's whispers, Summer festival, in slow sway From the path behind the mountain, out the end of the tunnel There's an old mansion slumbering all alone And apparently, the ghost of the girl who hanged herself there wanders its grounds every night The curious who set foot Claim, "Told you, there's no way it'll show up" Creaking stairs, wobbling flashlights No one's going to notice me "I'm not dead!" Immersed in the darkness Even if I secretly insist that to myself The days I'd passed with The frozen clock hands are cloaked in dust Again I cry myself hoarse and the day comes to an end Even if the morrow reflects off the window I will be here The season governed by the insect's voices, the evening rains The hanging lanterns streamed by, like a prank on God's part An ashen-grey cat wandered in "Can't you see me, either?" My right hand reached out to stroke it But it futilely slipped through its body, pawing the air "Maybe I actually am dead?" I hug my knees and though I tug at threads to the past For those little troubles, for my family's faces, I remember none of them And with illuminated houses in the distance And the set-off fireworks blooming in the sky In view, I gloss over the now The end of the summer has come and gone The children's rumors dissipate, too Like the trails of aroma from incense smoke My form too faded out, and soon vanishes I was only a single rumor to a single summer Born in the start of June And receded at the end of August When my consciousness became a mere silhouette No one ever found her, but In her recesses of memory, as a piece of faded days that once were, She will remain The song of the sunflowers expired The cicadas have also died, and in the mansion Where only the scent of summer lingers, Perhaps the girl is already gone
I have no idea why this is the only version of the song without hideous audio quality, but thank you for providing it all the same
Title is dark
Lyrics is Dark
Voice SUPER CUTE
《 歌詞 》
或る夏、影を伸ばすような夕暮れ
カラスが鳥居の上で聞いた噂
耳打つ子供の声 夏祭り、揺ラリ。
裏山の小道、トンネルの向こうに
ポツリと古び眠る屋敷があって
首吊った少女の霊が
夜な夜な出るそうだ
好奇心で立ち入る人達
『言っただろ、出るはずない』と
軋む階段 揺れる懐中電灯
誰も気付いてはくれないや
『私、死んでなんかない。』って
暗がりに浸かって
そっと強がって澄ましても
過ごした日々と共に
止まった針は埃被って
また声枯らして今日が終わって
明日が窓に映り込んでも
私は此処にいます。
季節を束ねた虫の聲 夕立
流れた灯篭 神様の悪戯のよう
迷い込んできた灰色猫
『あなたも私が見えないの？』
背を撫でようとした右手は虚しく
するり抜け、空を掻いた
『私、死んでいたのかな』って
膝を抱えて 過去の糸を手繰っても
些細な辛いことや
家族の顔も思い出せなくて
遠くで灯りだす家並みの明りや
咲いた打ち上げ花火を
眺め、今を誤魔化す
夏の終わり 過ぎ去った
子供たちの噂も薄れ
漂っては薫る線香の煙と一緒に
姿は透け、やがて消えゆく
私はただの一夏の噂だった
六月始めに生まれ
八月終わりに遠退いた
意識は影法師になった
誰も見つけてはくれなかったけれど
記憶の片隅にある、かつての淡い日々の一部となって残り続ける
もう切らした向日葵の歌
蝉しぐれも亡き 夏の匂いだけ
残る屋敷に 少女はもういないだろう
One summer, in a dusk that stretched out the shadows
The crows atop the torii heard this rumor.
Children's whispers, Summer festival, in slow sway
From the path behind the mountain, out the end of the tunnel
There's an old mansion slumbering all alone
And apparently, the ghost of the girl who hanged herself there wanders its grounds every night
The curious who set foot
Claim, "Told you, there's no way it'll show up"
Creaking stairs, wobbling flashlights
No one's going to notice me
"I'm not dead!"
Immersed in the darkness
Even if I secretly insist that to myself
The days I'd passed with
The frozen clock hands are cloaked in dust
Again I cry myself hoarse and the day comes to an end
Even if the morrow reflects off the window
I will be here
The season governed by the insect's voices, the evening rains
The hanging lanterns streamed by, like a prank on God's part
An ashen-grey cat wandered in
"Can't you see me, either?"
My right hand reached out to stroke it
But it futilely slipped through its body, pawing the air
"Maybe I actually am dead?"
I hug my knees and though I tug at threads to the past
For those little troubles, for my family's faces, I remember none of them
And with illuminated houses in the distance
And the set-off fireworks blooming in the sky
In view, I gloss over the now
The end of the summer has come and gone
The children's rumors dissipate, too
Like the trails of aroma from incense smoke
My form too faded out, and soon vanishes
I was only a single rumor to a single summer
Born in the start of June
And receded at the end of August
When my consciousness became a mere silhouette
No one ever found her, but
In her recesses of memory, as a piece of faded days that once were,
She will remain
The song of the sunflowers expired
The cicadas have also died, and in the mansion
Where only the scent of summer lingers,
Perhaps the girl is already gone
The best version of all, I'm hooked!
best version of all covers but is a gem buried deep in the internet dungeons😭
KANO VER THE BEST
i legitimately believe this song changed the course of my life ahAH
thats an amazing voice 😍😍
Perfect song 👌
Lo siento pero no me puedo tomar una cancion tan oscura seriamente con una voz tan adorable
nice