Ali Project:紅い睡蓮の午後

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This song is performed by Ali Project and appears on the album 幻想庭園 (1988).Ali Project:紅い睡蓮の午後

This song is performed by Ali Project and appears on the album 月光嗜好症 (2003).Ali Project:紅い睡蓮の午後

The Japanese title of this song is 紅い睡蓮の午後. This is read as Akai Suiren no Gogo and means Afternoon of Crimson Water Lilies.

[edit] Kanji

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水の面の　かがやきを
波が弧を描き　そっと散らすの
睡蓮が　閉じる頃
甘い睡みに　誘われてく
青き沼で　時間が止まる
濡れた足音　私は聞いたの

そのひとは　碧の瞳
水に染められた　ふたつの硝子
引き込まれ　堕ちてゆく
まるで藻のように　冷たく絡む
なにも慌い　ことはないわ
濡れた指先　やさしく滑るの

からだが透き通る
流されていくみたい
ニンフェアよ
つぼみは眠れない
波に抱かれて

目が覚めても　残るひびき
これはせつなく　甘い悪夢なの

沼地が溶けてゆく
午後の日溜まりに
ニンフェアの
花が咲いていたわ
ただひとつだけ
赤い赤い

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[edit] Romaji

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mizu no omo no kagayaki wo
nami ga ko wo egaki sotto chirasu no
suiren ga tojiru koro
amai madoromi ni sasowareteku
aoki numa de toki ga tomaru
nureta ashioto watashi wa kiita no

sono hito wa midori no me
mizu ni somerareta futatsu no garasu
hikikomare ochite yuku
marude mo no you ni tsumataku karamu
nanimo kowai koto wa nai wa
nureta yubisaki yasashiku suberu no

karada ga sukitooru
nagasarete yuku mitai
NINFEA yo
tsubomi wa nemurenai
nami ni idakarete

me ga samete mo nokoru hibiki
kore wa setsunaku amai akumu na no

numachi ga tokete yuku
gogo no hidamari ni
NINFEA no
hana ga saiteitawa
tada hitotsu dake
akai akai

[edit] English Translation

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I draw an arc, and a wave quietly scatters
The brightness of the surface of the water
When a water lily is closed
It is provoked by sweet sleep
Time stops at the blue marsh
And I heard wet footsteps

The person has blue eyes
Two glasses were dyed in the water
They are drawn in and they fall in
Like the flawless algae, coldly intertwining
Nothing is moving, there isn't anything
My fingertips got wet and softly slip

Its body is transparent
It appears to be floating
A nymphaea
The bud is not sleeping
Embraced by the waves

The sounds remain even if I wake up
This is a sorrowful, sweet nightmare

The marshland dissolves
In the sunny spot of the afternoon
The flower
Of the nymphaea bloomed
But only one
Is red, red

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