More songs by Fujii Kaze
Description
This song revolves around a strange beauty that does not appear on the surface, but somewhere deep inside - as if a wilted bouquet can hold the seeds of new blossoms within itself. There is no familiar romance or loud declarations here; it is more like a conversation with time itself: about how easy it is to wither and how difficult it is to bloom again.
The sound is reminiscent of breathing in silence - slightly fluctuating, but persistent. Each word hides a search for an answer: how to be, what colour to shine, what it means to live so as not to lose one's own fragile beauty. The song leaves a feeling of warmth and quiet stubbornness: even if your hands are busy with wilted flowers, a new bud is still ripening inside.
Author: Fuji Kaze
Producer: A. G. Cook
Drums: Ryan McDermott
Synthesizer: Fuji Kaze
Recording and mixing: Masahito Komori
Recording and mixing: ABS RECORDING STUDIO
Recording: Westlake Recording Studios
Mastering: Tsubasa Yamazaki
Mastering: Flugel Mastering
Lyrics and translation
Original
枯れていく。
今この瞬間も。 咲いている。
全ては溶けてゆく。
何ができるのだろ うか。
誰を生きようかな。
みんな儚 い。 みんな尊い。
しわしわにしおれた花束小脇に抱え て。
永遠に変わらぬ輝き探してた。
僕らを信じてみた。
僕らを感じて た。 咲かせに行くよ。
内なる花を。
さりげなく思いを込めてみ る。
やむを得ず祈りを込めてゆく。
いつまで迷うんだろうか。
いつかはわかるよ な。 誰もが一人。
全てはひとつ。
色々な姿や形に惑わされる けど。
いつの日か全てが可愛く思 えるさ。
私は何になろうか。 どんな色がいいかな。
探しに行くよ。
内なる花を。
しわしわにしおれた花束小脇に抱え て。
永遠に変わらぬ輝き探して た。
僕らを信じてみた。
僕らを感じて た。
咲かせに行くよ。
内なる花を。
探しに行く よ。
内なる花を。
My flowers here. My flowers here. My flowers here.
My flowers here. My flowers here. My flowers here.
My flowers here. My flowers here. My flowers here. My flowers here.
My flowers here. My flowers here. My flowers here. My flowers here. My flowers here.
My flowers here.
English translation
It withers away.
Even at this very moment. It's blooming.
Everything is melting away.
What can I do?
Who should I live with?
Everyone is fleeting. Everyone is precious.
I held a wrinkled bouquet of flowers under my arm.
I was looking for an eternal shine.
I tried to believe in us.
He felt us. I'm going to make it bloom.
The flower within.
Try to casually put your thoughts into it.
I have no choice but to pray.
How long will I be confused?
You'll understand someday. Everyone is alone.
Everything is one.
I get confused by the various shapes and shapes.
Someday everything will seem cute.
What shall I become? What color would you like?
I'll go look for it.
The flower within.
I held a wrinkled bouquet of flowers under my arm.
I was looking for an everlasting shine.
I tried to believe in us.
He felt us.
I'm going to make it bloom.
The flower within.
I'll go look for it.
The flower within.
My flowers here. My flowers here. My flowers here.
My flowers here. My flowers here. My flowers here.
My flowers here. My flowers here. My flowers here. My flowers here.
My flowers here. My flowers here. My flowers here. My flowers here. My flowers here.
My flowers are here.