かきつばた
A flamenco chill built on the Phrygian scale in triple time, featuring nylon-string guitar with intricate arpeggios, hand percussion (cajón, palmas), light bass, and atmospheric pads. Sections alternate between lively fandango rhythms and mellow, ambient passages. Transition to 90's J-Pop style from the second half of the song, with drum and bass participation. Vocal : female voice with cante hondo style
かきつばた
A flamenco chill built on the Phrygian scale in triple time, featuring nylon-string guitar with intricate arpeggios, hand percussion (cajón, palmas), light bass, and atmospheric pads. Sections alternate between lively fandango rhythms and mellow, ambient passages. Transition to 90's J-Pop style from the second half of the song, with drum and bass participation. Vocal : female voice with cante hondo style
Lyrics
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[hyper-modern production with clear vocals,
no autotune, Dolby Atmos mix,
high-fidelity, high-definition audio and wide stereo]
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[japanese lyric]
[Vocal : female voice with cante hondo style]
[intro : ４ bars of melancholic guitar]
[verse 1]
青山通りのざわめきが
背中でそっとほどけてく
細い小道に足をとめ
風の記憶をふり返る
[verse 2]
群青の花が水に舞い
屏風の夢がほどけてく
都会の午後に 揺れるのは
ふたりの影 異世界の夢
[Dynamics: Adjust peak volume to prevent feedback and crackling. Spatial effects are moderated ]
[chorus]
水鏡に咲く思い
いまの私は誰でしょう
知らない時代の衣装のように
淡くぼやけて 匂い立つ
[verse 3]
指先すべる土の壁
残る余白に君を描く
静かな池に立ち止まり
花にうつる 恋しさ
[verse 4]
きんぺい[金屏]の中のやさしさが
すこしだけ こぼれ落ちて
ふと気づけば 光までも
和紙のように やわらかい
[Dynamics: Adjust peak volume to prevent feedback and crackling. Spatial effects are moderated ]
[chorus]
水鏡に咲く思い
風が言葉をさらってく
いまもどこかで続いてる
昔日のやさしさ 胸に咲く
[outro]
ひとひらだけ 時を越え
花のまなざし 受けとめた
この午後の夢の名を 私は知らない
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Kakitubata , or rabbitear iris
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The murmur of Aoyama-dori Avenue
gently unravels at my back.
I stop at a narrow path.
I look back at the memory of the wind.
flowers dance on the water
The dreams of my health are unraveling
On a city afternoon, the only thing that sways is
Two shadows, a dream of another world
Thoughts blooming in the water mirror
who am I now
like a costume from an unknown era
It's blurry and smells
fingertips glide on the earthen wall
I draw you in the blank space that remains
I stop at a quiet pond