籠目籠目 (Kagome, Kagome)
The track opens on warped shamisen weaving a haunting slow melody, with koto plucks echoing like water in empty shrines. Subtle, distorted taiko pulse below, lo-fi childlike vocals chant off-kilter game motifs. Crackling wood, distant cries, rustling leaves, and ghostly laughter fill the dense, immersive soundscape, masterfully layering enka’s melancholy with horror synth textures and distorted ambience in a Japanese nursery folk-horror fusion.
籠目籠目 (Kagome, Kagome)
The track opens on warped shamisen weaving a haunting slow melody, with koto plucks echoing like water in empty shrines. Subtle, distorted taiko pulse below, lo-fi childlike vocals chant off-kilter game motifs. Crackling wood, distant cries, rustling leaves, and ghostly laughter fill the dense, immersive soundscape, masterfully layering enka’s melancholy with horror synth textures and distorted ambience in a Japanese nursery folk-horror fusion.
Lyrics
Verse 1
闇のなかで手を繋ぐ、
こどもたちは回るよ、
影が囁く、聞こえるか？
うしろに誰がいるのさ。
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Verse 1
Holding hands in the darkness,
The children spin around,
Shadows whisper—can you hear?
Who’s standing right behind you?
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Chorus
かごめかごめ。 籠の中の鳥は、
いついつ出やる？ 夜明けの晩に。
鶴と亀が滑った、
後ろの正面だあれ？
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Chorus
Kagome kagome. Who’s inside the basket?
When, oh when will the bird come out? At dusk on the dawn.
The crane and turtle slipped,
Who is it in the front behind you?
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Verse 2
森の奥で笑う声、
ひとつひとつ消えてゆく、
目を閉じて、耳澄ませ、
次はきみだ、怯えてな。
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Verse 2
Laughter echoes deep in the woods,
One by one they fade away,
Close your eyes, listen close,
You’re next—tremble now.
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Verse 3
鏡の中に映る顔、
笑う影が呼んでいる、
手を伸ばして、掴まれて、
夢の果てへ、落ちてゆく。
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[Verse 3
A face reflected in the mirror,
The laughing shadow calls to you,
Reach out your hand, be seized,
Fall to the edge of the dream.
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Bridge
闇の遊び、終わらない、
こどもの声が響くよ、
うしろの正面、誰だと？
永遠の夜、まだ遊ぶ。
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Bridge
The dark game never ends,
Children’s voices resound,
Who is it in the front behind you?
Eternal night—we still play.
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Final Chorus
かごめかごめ。 籠の中の鳥は、
いついつ出やる？ 夜明けの晩に。
鶴と亀が滑った、
後ろの正面だあれ？
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Final Chorus
Kagome kagome. Who’s inside the basket?
When, oh when will the bird come out? At dusk on the dawn.
The crane and turtle slipped,
Who is it in the front behind you?
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