heartless wind
（エランテ氏・タカムラ氏・かなたす氏に解読を感謝）

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彼女が残したメッセージ
    She left a message.

「砂時計の最後の一粒、宝石の様に綺麗だった」
    "The final grain of sand fell, resplendent as a gemstone."

虚構だらけの暗い森の中で
    In a dark forest fabricated of pure fictions,
ただ一つ確かな真実
    It was the one truth that laid certain.

土のぬくもりに身体を寄せる
    I pressed my body to the warmth of the earth.
彼女はやはり迷っているようだ
    Of course. She's lost. She must be.
ものが死ぬ時、蓮華という名の宝石が咲く
    It's in times of Death that lotuses, those gemstones, bloom.
砂時計の砂は落ち続ける
    The hourglass's sand falls on.

彼女はどんな夢を見るのか
    What does she dream of, I wonder?




長い長い記憶の二本道
    A memory of long, long ago, a crossroads.
死の臭いのする青い?
    Limpid sweat with the stench of death.
人々は彼女をこう呼んだ
    Then the name people spoke of her by:
森に生きる孤独の天使と
    The lonely angel who lives in the forest.

つぶさに思い出せる時間
    A time so vivid still, so detailed in the mind,
風は容赦無く闇を凪ぐ――
    A darkness swept without mercy by the wind―




暗森の長よ
    Head of this forest of darkness,
私は心配です
    I worry for you.
受け皿にして生まれ
    You were born a receptacle,
凍てつく戒を身に宿す
    Frigid commandments planted in you.
いかないで
    Don't leave us,
森を護る長よ
    Head who blesses this forest.
聖域は遂に諦め
    This sacred place will be forsaken,
いよいよ空は赤く染み渡り
    And eventually red will stain through its sky,
道化の首が飛び
    As the heads of buffoons fall,
蓮華が咲き乱れる
    And the lotuses frenzy to blossom.
闇いさらに深く紅色を孕ませて
    All to seed an ever deeper, darker crimson...
長よ
    Oh, head,
あなたは何処へ逝くのですか
    To where do you pass on?




月の光が身体に突き刺さる
    Its light runs the body through.
月は鏡だ
    The moon is a mirror.
現世の生けとし生ける物に向けて
    Faced towards all the living creatures of our world,
余す事無く恩寵を与え続ける
    Who are one and all bathed without end in its grace,
遥か彼方の白い月
    In its paleness, faraway.
遠すぎる純白に想いを寄せ
    Casting her mind to its pure and ever-distant white,
紅色に敷き詰められた絨毯を見て
    Gaze laid low on a sprawling blanket of red,
彼女は泣き続けた
    She could do naught but cry.




[Do you know me?]




    森よ伏したりなば
        If thou layest thyself to this forest,
    汝、森の糧となるべし
        Thou shouldst hence become its feed.
    臓を引き摺り
        Your entrails dragged forth,

    我は咲かせん蓮華の鏡
        I am the mirror of the lotuses that would bloom.
長よ
    Oh head,
朧月の純白は
    Why does the wavering moon so pure and white

なぜ私を紅く染めるのか
    Dye me so red?




    銘を持たずして糧を食み
        With names unborne do the lotuses feed,
    泥を啜り枝を咲く蓮華
        Supping on mud, blossoming their boughs.
    染まり渡る生の証を敷き詰め
        They wilt sprawl across that proof of life that bleeds o'er and in,
    ものを裂き
        Tear a being apart,
    其は界を成さぬ養とする
        And render her indiscernible fodder.

    曰く、孤独の天使
        Spake the lonely angel,
    「すべからず幻視を許さぬ蓮華の絨毯
        "You blanket of lotuses that pardon no spurious illusion,
    我は其の美を欲し
        I lust for her beauty,
    神罰に挑まん」
        For which I would dare to face divine punishment."

    暗を律した戦乙女、汝に制する
        Valkyrie who commands the darkness, thou shalt henceforth govern
    我の蓮華に飾らんとする戒を
        Those commandments that would gild My lotuses.
    其の涙に紅を添え
        Fie, see that her tears run with crimson,
    虚空に叫を断するがいい
        And scream unto the void as behoves thee.

    其は娘、戦乙女の子
        And there layeth she, the Valkyrie's ward,
    阿鼻叫喚に先んじて臙脂に狂う
        Wallowing deranged in sanguine, at the gates of agony's howls.






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彼女＝長＝戦乙女＝森の孤独の天使
其＝天使の心配をしている娘＝戦乙女の加護を知った子

現代言語は心配の娘の視点　「私・長よ・彼女」
    古代言語は天使を支配する蓮華の鏡、聖なる月の視点　「我・汝・戦乙女」


