Sound Horizon - Honoo lyrics

Honoo
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Original / Romaji Lyrics

ikubaku ka no heiwa to yobareru hikari

sono kage ni wa tsune ni hisan na arasoi ga atta

souretsu ni sanretsu suru mono wa  minna ichiyou ni kuchikazu mo sukunaku

ame ni nurenagara mo  ayumitsuzukeru yori hoka ni wa nai no da...

me o tojite yami ni  toiki o kasaneru

sotto fureta atatakana hikari wa  chiisana kodou

mais de tojita kami ga  rekishi o ayatsuru

sotto fureta atatakana hikari wa  dareka no honoo...

kizukeba michinori wa  tsune ni kunan to tomo ni atta

taerarenu itami nado  nani hitotsu otozurenai mono sa...

yorokobi ni musebu shiroi asa  kanashimi ni nageku kuroi yoru

warera ga ayunda kono hibi o  umareru mono ni tsunagou...

hitomi ni utsushita aoi sora  namida o tokashita aoi umi

warera ga aishita kono basho o  itoshii mono ni nokosou...

aa... asa to yoru wa kurikaesu  kirameku suna ga koborete mo...

aa... asa to yoru wa kurikaesu  aishita hana ga karete mo...

aa... asa to yoru wa kurikaesu  chigitta yubi ga hanarete mo...

aa... asa to yoru o kurikaeshi  hito wa meguritsuzukeru...

utsukushii hikari o mita  shi o idaku kurayami no chihei ni

nikushimi meguru sekai ni  ikutsu ka no ai no uta o tomosou...

dore hodo yoru ga nagakuto mo  izure asa wa otozureru--

hitori de sabishikunai you ni  futago no la poupee o katawara ni

chiisana hitsugi no yurikago de  mezamenu kimi o okurou...

yorokobi ni yureta no wa Violette  kanashimi ni nureta no wa Hortensia

dareka ga tsuzutta kono uta o  umarenu kimi ni okurou...

rekishi ga sho o tsukuru no ka  sho ga rekishi o tsukuru no ka

eien o ikirarenai ijou  subete o shiru yoshi mo naku

asa to yoru no chihei o meguru  daigo no tabiji

hanareta mono ga futatabi tsunagaru hi wa  otozureru no darou ka?

natsukashiki shirabe  sore wa dare no kuchibiru ka--

aa...Roman o utau no wa...

("soko ni Roman wa aru no kashira?")

English Translation

The light, said to bring eras after eras of peace,

also casts a shadow, in which tragic wars are constantly taking place.

The lined-up funeral attendees, all taciturn and indifferent,

can do nothing more than to keep walking in the soaking rain...

With my eyes closed, I breathe one sigh after another into the darkness.

The soft warm light I have felt is a faintly beating heart.

Some books, bound together by the negative conjunction "but", manipulate history.

The soft bright light that has flickered comes from someone's flame...

I've finally noticed that my journey has always been accompanied by hardships.

No matter how painful, there will never be a grief that I cannot bear...

A white morning stifled with joy, and a black evening grieving in sorrow;

let's build a link to the newly-born from these days we have lived through...

A cerulean sky reflected in my eyes, and a turquoise sea dissolving my tears;

let's pass onto our loved ones this world we have loved so much...

Ah... Days and nights alternate, even if our glittering sands spill...

Ah... Days and nights alternate, even if our cherished flowers wither...

Ah... Days and nights alternate, even if our hands of vow become separated...

Ah... Through the alternating days and nights, people move on with their life...

I saw the light of a dazzling flame at the horizon of the grim darkness of death.

Into this world where hatred runs wild, allow me to cast my many songs of love...

No matter how lasting a night might seem, morning should eventually arrive--

So that you wouldn't feel lonely, I shall send a pair of twins to your side,

as you remain trapped in your endless slumber in your small casket of a cradle...

The one filled with joy is Violette, and the one drenched in sorrow is Hortensia.

I shall send this song, composed by someone unknown, to you, who are never to be born...

Does history dictate books, or do books govern history?

Not only are we not immortal, we have no need to learn about everything.

As they have wandered to the horizon of morning and evening on their 5th journey,

will there ever be a day when they and I would become reunited?

What a familiar tune. Whose lips are those--

ah...that are singing this story...?

("Could the story be found over there?")