大漠波新 – 才能の花 歌詞 ( Lyrics)

嫌な記憶が宙を舞って
今も何故か揺らめいてる
過去の私が全部死んで
鏡に囚われてく
未来に種をばら撒いて
ただその日を悲願しても
願うほどに薄れていって
虚しさに絆される

夏が過ぎ去る蝉時雨
明らかこの姿と無関係
芽にも葉にも色は問えど
白々しく謳う「才の花」

私
枯れかけた
枯れかけた
枯れかけた
枯れかけて
枯れかけた
枯れかけた
枯れかけてく
変わる
変わる
変わるの
枯れていく
枯れていく
枯れていく
枯れてくんだ
枯れていった
枯れていった
今未来が

虚像は夢と言い換えて
搾取は経験と思い込む
魂はエゴに染まって
枯れた葉が舞い落ちる

冬を顕す虎落笛
遥か遠くに感じて否めない
彼は華が疎ましくて
忌々しく妬む「愛の花」

私
枯れかけた
枯れかけた
枯れかけた
枯れかけて
枯れていく
枯れていく
いつになるの

誰もがそれに憧れて
掴みかけて触れずに離れてく
何が足りぬか知らぬまま
吐き捨てた言葉は「才の花」
いまだにそれが何の為
何をして開花してゆくのか
愚か醜く厭らしく
ただ叫び続けている

私

枯れて散った
枯れて散った
枯れて散った
枯れて散った
枯れて散った
枯れて散った
枯れて散った
枯れて散った
もうダメみたい

回せ！
回せ！
回せ！
回せ！
回せ！
回せ！
考えず！
回せ！
回せ！
回せ！
回せ！
回せ！
保て！
感覚だけ！
ただ
回せ！
回せ！
回せ！
回せ！
回せ！
回せ！
回せ！
大回転
回せ！
回せ！
回せ！
回せ！
自分信じて
枯れた才能の花

iya na kioku ga tyuu wo ma xtu te
ima mo naze ka yu ramei teru
kako no watasi ga zenbu si n de
kagami ni tora ware teku
mirai ni tane wo bara ma i te
tada sono hi wo higan si te mo
nega u hodo ni usu re te ixtu te
muna si sa ni hoda sareru

natu ga su gi sa ru semisigure
aki raka kono sugata to mukankei
me ni mo ha ni mo iro ha to e do
sirazira siku uta u 「 sai no hana 」

watasi
ka re kake ta
ka re kake ta
ka re kake ta
ka re kake te
ka re kake ta
ka re kake ta
ka re kake te ku
ka waru
ka waru
ka waru no
ka re te iku
ka re te iku
ka re te iku
ka re te kun da
ka re te ixtu ta
ka re te ixtu ta
ima mirai ga

kyozou ha yume to i i ka e te
sakusyu ha keiken to omo i ko mu
tamasii ha ego ni so maxtu te
ka re ta ha ga ma i o tiru

huyu wo arawa su mogaribue
haru ka too ku ni kan zi te ina menai
kare ha hana ga uto masiku te
imaima siku neta mu 「 ai no hana 」

watasi
ka re kake ta
ka re kake ta
ka re kake ta
ka re kake te
ka re te iku
ka re te iku
itu ni naru no

dare mo ga sore ni akoga re te
zuka mi kake te hu re zu ni hana re teku
nani ga ta ri nu ka si ra nu mama
ha ki su te ta kotoba ha 「 sai no hana 」
imada ni sore ga nani no tame
nani wo si te kaika si te yuku no ka
oro ka miniku ku iya rasiku
tada sake bi tuzu ke te iru

watasi

ka re te ti xtu ta
ka re te ti xtu ta
ka re te ti xtu ta
ka re te ti xtu ta
ka re te ti xtu ta
ka re te ti xtu ta
ka re te ti xtu ta
ka re te ti xtu ta
mou dame mitai

mawa se ！
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
kanga e zu ！
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
tamo te ！
kankaku dake ！
tada
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
dai kaiten
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
mawa se ！
zibun sin zi te
ka re ta sainou no hana

Hate memories flying in the air.
I don't know why I'm shaking now
I'm all dead in the past
Trapped in a mirror
Sow seeds in the future
Even if you beg for that day
It's getting weaker and weaker
Be bound by emptiness

In summer, cicadas used to rain.
Obviously it has nothing to do with this.
Whether it is bud or leaf, don't ask about color.
Bai Acura's "Flower of Talent"

I
It's going to wither
It's going to wither
It's going to wither
It's going to wither
It's going to wither
It's going to wither
It's going to wither
change
change
Will it change?
Gradually wither
Gradually wither
Gradually wither
Withered
Withered
Withered
Now the future.

Virtual image, in other words, is a dream
Think exploitation is experience.
The soul is infected with itself.
Dead leaves falling

Tiger falling flute shows winter.
It feels far away and can't be denied.
He is flashy.
The hated "flower of love"

I
It's going to wither
It's going to wither
It's going to wither
It's going to wither
Gradually wither
Gradually wither
When?

Everyone yearns for it.
Hold on and go.
I don't know what's missing yet
Abandoning it is a "flower of talent"
What is that for now?
What do you do to blossom?
Stupid and ugly
Just kept screaming.

I

Withered
Withered
Withered
Withered
Withered
Withered
Withered

Withered
I don't think so.

Turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!
Without thinking!
Turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!
Keep it!
Only feeling!
just
Turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!
Giant gyration
Turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!
Turn around!
believe in oneself
The withered flower of talent