Mei 276 Posted October 13, 2011 Iris 退廃した集落。 此処にはもう何もない。痛みすら感じない。 The corrupted village. There's nothing here already. I don't even feel pain. 意識を喪ったマリオネット。 今はもう、声が聴こえないから... 冷たい闇が僕を包む。 声が出ない... 涙も出ないよ... The marionette has lost his senses. Now, as I don't hear voices... The cold darkness wraps me. My voice won't come out... Neither will my tears... 静かに時は過ぎ鳴り響く鼓動と自分の横たわる姿。 Somewhen calm, right after the pulse reverberation of my laying body. 降りしきる雨の中、一筋の確かな光を見つけた。 In the incessant rain, I found a reliable source of light. 握り締めた蕾はいつかこの街に希望をもたらすだろう。 いつかの詩人はこう語る。 『神のご加護があるように』と。 I guess the bud I grasped will bring aspirations to this town sometime. This is what the poet will recite someday. “There be divine protection”. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
