Track : 晴れすぎた空の下で
Artist : 志方あきこ
Album : Raka
medieval celtic epic medieval folk pagan folk 晴れすぎた空の下で by 志方あきこ from album Raka
Duration : 3 minutes & 49 seconds.
Listener : 14298 peoples.
Played : 116050 times and counting.
On the cracked earth, red pebbles are dancing
And to an ill-suited extent, the blue sky is beautiful
I am, in a loud voice, singing a song
As I continue to wait for the arrival of rain
The well is dried up, with nothing but pebbles inside
And the palm tree planted on the day I was born is withering
It seems the flowers beneath the skylight will very soon also die
But my tears are insufficient as water
O sun, O light of Apollo
Your kisses are unnecessary
O winds and clouds, bring the rain
And downpour onto the palms of my hands
O sun, O light of Apollo
Disappear before the twilight
O winds and clouds, bring the rain
And pour down onto this body!
Our dried lips had tasted like sand
And we had already gotten used to the scorching pain in our throats
We sang many times, we prayed many times
Even though we were tormented by despair many times
"That spring had already dried up long ago"
"But we still have more than enough wine"
The men in the bar have muddied eyes
And there beneath the Milky Way, they dance with Bacchus
It seems the people's hearts will be withering soon
Is my song alone not powerful enough?
O starry night, O light of Deneb
Your embraces are unnecessary
O thunder, together with the rain
Downpour onto the palms of my hands
O starry night, O light of Deneb
Disappear before the dawn
O thunder, together with the rain
Pour down onto this body!