歌手: 戌亥とこ
配信/発売日:2023/09/10
作詞:OSTER project
作曲:OSTER project
ありふれた奇跡の寄せ集めがこの世界だとしたら
瞬く星たちは必然だと言えるだろうか
耐熱ガラスの中 もつれる泡描く最小の宇宙
きっとこんな風に今を手繰り寄せてきた
サイフォンの炎に吸い込まれる
ため息と頬杖と
煮出したほろ苦い因果の香る湯気
鼻先触るたびにまた世界は変わる
夢見がちなフィロソフィ
手のひらの中のカップに溶かして
不可逆の日常 留まることのない時間の中で
瞳に映る今を束ねながら意味を探して
落ち葉と白い息 欠けた月に掛かるちぎれた雲
テレスコープが映す 過去から彼方の未来へ
角砂糖とティースプーンで作った銀河
回る星の渦にひと匙の願い
崩れたシンメトリーの導く空
煮出したほろ苦い因果の香る湯気
鼻先触るたびにまた世界を想う
小さなフィロソファ
このカップが誘う迷路で
心地よい思考の巡りに身を委ね
自分を知りまた世界は変わる
夢見がちなフィロソフィ
まだ熱いままのカップに溶かして
arihureta kiseki no yo se atu me ga kono sekai da to si tara
matata ku hosi tati ha hituzen da to i eru daro u ka
tainetu garasu no naka motureru awa ega ku saisyou no utyuu
kitto konna huu ni ima wo tagu ri yo se te ki ta
saifon no honoo ni su i ko ma reru
tame iki to hoozue to
nida si ta horo niga i inga no kao ru yuge
hanasaki sawa ru tabi ni mata sekai ha ka waru
yumemi gati na firosofi
te nohira no naka no kappu ni to kasi te
hukagyaku no nitizyou todo maru koto no nai zikan no naka de
hitomi ni utu ru ima wo taba ne nagara imi wo saga si te
o ti ba to siro i iki ka ke ta tuki ni ka karu tigire ta kumo
teresuko-pu ga utu su kako kara kanata no mirai he
kakuzatou to thi-supu-n de tuku xtu ta ginga
mawa ru hosi no uzu ni hito sazi no nega i
kuzu re ta sinmetori- no mitibi ku sora
nida si ta horo niga i inga no kao ru yuge
hanasaki sawa ru tabi ni mata sekai wo omo u
tii sana firo sofa
kono kappu ga saso u meiro de
kokoti yoi sikou no megu ri ni mi wo yuda ne
zibun wo si ri mata sekai ha ka waru
yumemi gati na firosofi
mada atu i mama no kappu ni to kasi te
If the collection of common miracles is this world.
Can the twinkling stars be said to be inevitable
The smallest universe described by entangled foam in heat-resistant glass
This must be the way to pull the present.
Inhale by siphon flame
With a sigh, on crutches.
A slightly bitter causal aroma cooked.
Every time you touch your nose, the world changes again.
Sophia who is easy to dream.
Melt in a cup in the palm of your hand
In an irreversible daily life
While managing the present, we are looking for meaning.
Shredded clouds hanging on the fallen leaves and the moon lacking white breath
From the past of telescope projection to the future of the other side
Milky Way made of sugar cubes and teaspoons.
Make a spoonful of wishes in the swirling stardust.
Collapsed symmetrically guided sky
A slightly bitter causal aroma cooked.
Every time I touch my nose, I miss the world again.
Little sophia
In this cup-induced maze
Commit yourself to a pleasant cycle of thinking
Know yourself and the world will change.
Sophia who is easy to dream.
Melt in a cup that is still hot.