水無月の波紋 (Remastered)

水無月の波紋 [Prologue] 水滴の落ちる音 波紋が生まれる水面 次々と浮かんでゆく波紋に 雨だとやっと気づいた [Scene1] 梅雨空の町 閑静な屋根の群れ ブロック塀と手作り花壇 梔子（クチナシ）の色は白紙 [Scene2] お気に入りの傘の内側は青い空と雲 鳴り響く音はナイロン素材 持ち上げた傘を見上げたら 多角形の小さな青空がそこにあった [Chorus] The June rain whispers to the town, （水無月の雨が町にささやき） Gently washing the world in grey. （世界を優しく灰色に染めてゆく） But I hold a piece of the summer sky, （けれど私は 夏の空のひとかけらを抱いて） The most beautiful blue I’ve ever known. （それは私が知る 何よりも美しい青） [Bridge] 開いている窓 風に揺れる レヱスのカーテン 街路樹の萌黄色 木漏れ日という世界 そして栗花乃香に梔子の白紙は濁る [Chorus] The June rain whispers to the town, Gently washing the world in grey. But I hold a piece of the summer sky, The most beautiful blue I’ve ever known. [Epilogue] ★ライナーノーツ∶ 所謂“狐の嫁入り”を想定して綴っています。 そしてJuneBrideでもありますが、詩に女性は出てきませんw 以前綴った詩篇で“朧月夜”と“紫陽花”を題材にしたので、今度は“陽射し”の下に視座を……。 そう思っていたのですが、鮮やかな青空の下の天気雨には出会えず……。 ならば、曇天でも成り立つ世界を─── そんな詩篇です。 ──────────────────── Minazuki Ripples — Ripples of the Sixth Moon — [Prologue] The sound of a single drop falling. A ripple bloomed upon the water. Only as ripples spread, one after another, did I finally realize it was raining. [Scene 1] A town beneath the rainy-season sky. Rows of quiet rooftops. Block walls and handmade flower beds. The color of the gardenias was Blank Blanc. — white like an unwritten page. [Scene 2] Inside my favorite umbrella were blue skies and clouds. The sound above me was the whisper of nylon. When I lifted the umbrella and looked up, a small polygonal blue sky was there. [Chorus] The June rain whispers to the town, Gently washing the world in grey. But I hold a piece of the summer sky, The most beautiful blue I’ve ever known. [Bridge] An open window. Lace curtains swaying in the wind. The sunlight-green of roadside trees. A world called dappled light. And in the scent of chestnut blossoms, the Blank Blanc of gardenias grows faintly clouded. [Chorus] The June rain whispers to the town, Gently washing the world in grey. But I hold a piece of the summer sky, The most beautiful blue I’ve ever known. [Epilogue] ★ Liner Notes: This piece was written with the image of what is often called a “fox’s wedding” in Japanese culture: a sunshower, rain falling while sunlight still lingers. It also carries the faint image of a June Bride, though no woman actually appears in the poem. In an earlier piece, I wrote from the motifs of a hazy moonlit night and hydrangeas. This time, I wanted to place the point of view beneath the sunlight. But I never quite encountered a sunshower beneath a vivid blue sky. So instead, I tried to create a world that could still exist beneath an overcast sky. And so, this poem quietly became what it wished to be. Note on “Blank Blanc”: “Blank Blanc” is a coined expression combining the English word “blank” and the French word “blanc,” meaning white. Here, it does not simply mean “white.” It refers to the whiteness of something still unwritten — like a blank page, untouched paper, or a silence before any color has been placed upon it.