A Melody for You
EDM, improvisation violin concerto, Irish Traditional, Emotional, A beautiful, simple, and easy-to-remember melody line, Bright Tune, nostalgic and hopeful, female duet vocals, Set the lyrics to a simple, clear, and memorable beautiful melody, husky lead and soft harmonies, Baroque music, early music, counterpoint, period instrument orchestras, improvisation violin, Elian Pipe, bodhrán, Irish harp, concertina, Fiddle, fretless lead bass, Surdo, Caixa, Agogo, Hepeineiro, improvisation brass band, bahia samba aggressive power rhythm percussion, classical, making a solemn entrance, tribal percussion, glitchy surreal effects, evolving cinematic structure, Cinema orchestra, use percussion and bass to maintain a precise beat throughout the entire piece, pastoral trance, 140 BPM, t rombone, Tuba, soprano Saxophone, Accordion, improvisation violin solo,
A Melody for You
EDM, improvisation violin concerto, Irish Traditional, Emotional, A beautiful, simple, and easy-to-remember melody line, Bright Tune, nostalgic and hopeful, female duet vocals, Set the lyrics to a simple, clear, and memorable beautiful melody, husky lead and soft harmonies, Baroque music, early music, counterpoint, period instrument orchestras, improvisation violin, Elian Pipe, bodhrán, Irish harp, concertina, Fiddle, fretless lead bass, Surdo, Caixa, Agogo, Hepeineiro, improvisation brass band, bahia samba aggressive power rhythm percussion, classical, making a solemn entrance, tribal percussion, glitchy surreal effects, evolving cinematic structure, Cinema orchestra, use percussion and bass to maintain a precise beat throughout the entire piece, pastoral trance, 140 BPM, t rombone, Tuba, soprano Saxophone, Accordion, improvisation violin solo,
Lyrics
The wind on the East Coast is just a little colder than my memories
I walk through the bustle of Times Square, mixing in a déjà vu-like loneliness
In front of the ticket gate, I find myself suddenly searching for your familiar back
"I wonder if you're well," a soliloquy with no hashtags
In a city I don't know, who are you laughing next to now?
Without saying a proper farewell, I escaped on the last flight of the night
The skyscrapers just quietly look
I want to change, but I'm really scared
I feel like there is no warmth beyond you in the future.
I trace the folder of memories that cannot be updated over and over again.
I am lost and the case of the violin
Why is it that every step you take on a new stage is so heavy?
Still, you know.
"It's okay to stay the way it is" is no different from just doing nothing
I don't want my story to end with just longing and sentimentality
A diner on the street corner fills sweet dreams with the bitterness of coffee
It's not enough to polish yourself or other beautiful words
I need time to carve out the outline of my mind anew.
With pride, face yourself in the mirror
What to engrave on this body
The soft four seasons of my hometown and the dry freedom I am bathing in now
The two scenery are antagonistic in my heart, and I feel like I'm going to tear apart
Who am I and where should I go?
I want to be the person I can love, not just to be loved by someone else
The regret I brought across the Pacific Ocean,
Let's leave it somewhere in this city, now.
I am becoming me, at the end of this long journey
I'll embrace all my weaknesses and ugliness, and look up at the sky that is too big.
Even if we meet again somewhere someday
I'm sure the day will come when I can smile and say, "I miss you."
Rather than being afraid of the future, I want to believe in a straight horizon.
Goodbye, the clumsy and weak days until yesterday
Hello, New World.
Hello, New Me.
On the violin, only hope for tomorrow is put on it.
I am becoming me, at the end of this long journey
I'll embrace all my weaknesses and ugliness, and look up at the sky that is too big.
Even if we meet again somewhere someday
I'm sure the day will come when I can smile and say, "I miss you."
Rather than being afraid of the future, I want to believe in a straight horizon.
Goodbye, the days when I was swayed by my mentor until yesterday
Hello, New World.
Hello, New Me.
On the violin, only hope for tomorrow is put on it.
I, in the middle of a field that goes far away
I knew the world was so big
↓ ここから下は日本語 ↓
東海岸の風は、思い出よりも少し冷たいみたい
タイムズスクエアの人混みに、既視感のある孤独な時間
改札前、ふと探してしまう いつものあなたの背中
「元気かな」なんて、ハッシュタグのない独り言
私の知らない街で、あなたは今 誰の隣で笑っているの？
惜別を告げないまま、深夜の最終便で去った私を
摩天楼はただ、静かに見下ろしている
変わりたい、でもね、本当は怖いんだ
あなた以上の温もりなんて、この先どこにもない気がして
アップデートできない記憶のフォルダを、何度もなぞってしまう
迷子のままの私と、バイオリンのケース
新しいステージで踏み出す一歩が、どうしてこんなに重たいの？
それでも、ね。
「今のままでもいい」なんて、それはただ何もしないのと変わらない
憧れや感傷だけで、私の物語を終わらせたくはないから
街角のダイナー、コーヒーの苦みで 甘い夢を塗りつぶす
自分を磨くとか、そんな綺麗な言葉じゃ足りないくらい
心の輪郭を、新しく削り出す時間が必要なんだ
矜持を胸に、鏡の中の自分と向き合う
この身体に何を刻もうか
故郷の柔らかな四季と、今浴びている乾いた自由
二つの景色が胸の中で拮抗して、張り裂けそう
私は誰で、何処へ向かうべきなのか
誰かに愛されるための私じゃなく、私自身が愛せる私になりたい
太平洋を跨いで持ってきた後悔を、
この街のどこかに置いていこう、今。
私は私になっていく、この長い旅の終着点で
弱さも、醜さも、全部抱きしめて 大きすぎる空を仰ぐよ
いつかまた、どこかで巡り合えたとしても
きっと笑って「懐かしいね」と話せる日が来るから
未来に怯えるよりも、まっすぐな地平を信じたい
さよなら、昨日までの不器用で弱かった日々
Hello, New World.
Hello, New Me.
バイオリンには、明日への希望だけを載せて。
私は私になっていく、この長い旅の終着点で
弱さも、醜さも、全部抱きしめて 大きすぎる空を仰ぐよ
いつかまた、どこかで巡り合えたとしても
きっと笑って「懐かしいね」と話せる日が来るから
未来に怯えるよりも、まっすぐな地平を信じたい
さよなら、昨日までのメンターに振り回された日々
Hello, New World.
Hello, New Me.
バイオリンには、明日への希望だけを載せて。
私、遠くまで続く畑の途中で
こんなに世界は広かったんだって知ったわ