The Last Embers
female duet vocals, husky lead and soft harmonies, 12-string acoustic guitar, 12-string electric guitar, violin, cello, viola, accordion solo, Banjo solo, flat mandolin solo, Steel Guitar, piano, emo, female chorus constantly in the background, orchestra in the latter half of the song, fretless bass, Surdo, Caixa, Agogo, Hepeineiro, brass band, Baroque music, oratorios, early music, counterpoint, period instrument orchestras, tribal bodhrán, wild, torrential bodhran rhythms, Irish harp, bodhrán, Fiddle, trombone, tuba, soprano saxophone, acoustic Country Style, samba, cinema orchestra, instruments such as the koto, Electric violin improvisation solo, EDM, Bright Tune, nostalgic and hopeful, Banjo improvisation solo
The Last Embers
female duet vocals, husky lead and soft harmonies, 12-string acoustic guitar, 12-string electric guitar, violin, cello, viola, accordion solo, Banjo solo, flat mandolin solo, Steel Guitar, piano, emo, female chorus constantly in the background, orchestra in the latter half of the song, fretless bass, Surdo, Caixa, Agogo, Hepeineiro, brass band, Baroque music, oratorios, early music, counterpoint, period instrument orchestras, tribal bodhrán, wild, torrential bodhran rhythms, Irish harp, bodhrán, Fiddle, trombone, tuba, soprano saxophone, acoustic Country Style, samba, cinema orchestra, instruments such as the koto, Electric violin improvisation solo, EDM, Bright Tune, nostalgic and hopeful, Banjo improvisation solo
Lyrics
After school, still in our uniforms
Tracing the atlas with our fingers
Blue sea, California
In the classroom where chalk dust dances
Overtaking clouds from Narita
Only my chest runs toward the future
On my earphones, worn thin
Songs from someone, from that era
Here, no one anymore
Even says the word 'flower'
Only the faded posters
Breathe from the depths of the walls
California's lingering embers
Only my fingertips still warm
As if they'd vanish the moment I touched them
I just gently stroke them
On the campus lawn
Everyone on their screens, sliding with thumbs
Peace sign keychains
Behind the glass of a second-hand store
Teacher's office shelf
Photobooks with yellowed spines
A group of barefoot kids with arms around each other
Laughter spilling out from the pages
An old diner along the freeway
Cracked stage on the counter
"A band used to play here"
The owner narrows his eyes
Muttering the name of Vietnam
On those wrinkled fingertips
Through torn bits of a newspaper
Invisible voices are still screaming
California's lingering embers
Only my fingertips still warm
As if they'd vanish the moment I touched them
I just gently stroke them
Lockers dyed by the sunset
Inside are English words and doodles
"LOVE & PEACE" with a trembling pen
Someone stopped halfway writing
Today's battles of ours
Are tests, love, and number of followers
Still, my chest tightens
Anger and prayers not here
Apartment windows, night wind crying
Old guitar on the radio
Even though I shouldn't know the chorus
I felt like I was waiting somewhere
Embers of California
Close my eyes and see flickering candles
To you whom I've never met
I sing a small-voiced elegy
Our field of view is 6.7 inches
Invisible chains, walls laid all around
A time when no one says 'flower'
Where will our generation head next?
Embers of California
Close my eyes and see flickering candles
To you whom I've never met
I sing a small-voiced elegy
↓ ここから日本語だったりしますよ。 ↓
放課後 制服のまま
地図帳 指でなぞってた
青い海 カリフォルニア
チョークの粉 舞う教室で
成田から 雲を追い越し
胸だけが 未来へ走る
イヤホンで 擦り切れた
誰かの あの時代の歌
ここじゃ もう誰も
フラワーなんて 口にしない
色褪せた ポスターだけが
壁の奥で 息をしてる
California's lingering embers
Only my fingertips still warm
As if they'd vanish the moment I touched them
I just gently stroke them
キャンパスの 芝生の上
みんな画面 親指で滑る
ピースマーク キーホルダーは
古着屋の ガラスの向こう
先生の オフィスの棚
背表紙 黄ばんだ写真集
肩組んだ 裸足の群れ
笑い声が 紙からこぼれた
フリーウェイ沿いの 古いダイナー
カウンターに ひび割れたステージ
「昔ここで バンドがさ」
マスターが 目を細める
ベトナムの名を 呟いた
皺だらけの その指先
新聞の 切れ端越しに
見えない声が まだ叫んでる
California's lingering embers
Only my fingertips still warm
As if they'd vanish the moment I touched them
I just gently stroke them
夕焼けに 染まるロッカー
中には 英単語と落書き
「LOVE & PEACE」 震えるペンで
誰かが 書きかけで辞めた
私たちの 今日の争いは
テストと 恋とフォロワーの数
それでも胸が 締めつけられる
此処にない 怒りと祈り
アパートメントの窓 夜風が鳴いて
ラジオから 古いギター
知らない筈の コーラスなのに
何処かで 待っていた気がした
Embers of California
Close my eyes and see flickering candles
To you whom I've never met
I sing a small-voiced elegy
私たちの視界は6.7インチ
見えない鎖 張り巡らされた壁
フラワーなんて 口にしない時代
私たちの世代は これから何処へ向かうの
Embers of California
Close my eyes and see flickering candles
To you whom I've never met
I sing a small-voiced elegy