This beatmap was submitted using in-game submission on sábado, 19 de outubro de 2019 at 16:51:57
Artist: amazarashi
Title: Maegaki
Tags: あんたへ 秋田ひろむ あまざらし 序文 preface Antae Rock Spoken Word Akita Hiromu yShadowXOP_ Japanese
BPM: 142
Filesize: 4781kb
Play Time: 01:53
Difficulties Available:
Information: Scores/Beatmap Listing
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まえがき
Maegaki
Thanks yShadowXOP_ for hitsounds
Artist: amazarashi
Title: Maegaki
Tags: あんたへ 秋田ひろむ あまざらし 序文 preface Antae Rock Spoken Word Akita Hiromu yShadowXOP_ Japanese
BPM: 142
Filesize: 4781kb
Play Time: 01:53
Difficulties Available:
- Easy (1,52 stars, 131 notes)
- Uncertain flow (2,02 stars, 205 notes)
Information: Scores/Beatmap Listing
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Lyrics
上手く逃げおおせたと思っても 夕暮れ時の影みたいに付きまとう
不確かさは自身の背丈をこえて もはや死神の類いだ
心ならずとも流れ流れて どうせ戻れなどはしないのだ
自身の弱さや不成功を顧みる 青の時代はとっくに過ぎたのだ
ひぐらしの声が 遥か遥か遠く
風が吹けば飛ぶよな、惨めな決意だが
触れたくても触れられないもの 消したくても消せはしないもの
どっからどこまでが自分で どっからどこまでがあんたで
懐かしい感傷と呼ぶには 煤けすぎた失敗達と
行こうか行かざるかにあえぐ これからのあんたへ捧ぐ
even if you think you’d skillfully managed to escape
like a shadow at dusk, it sticks to one’s heels;
that uncertainty overtakes you in height
already akin to a grim reaper
despite not wanting to, one goes along with the flow
in any case, going back or anything like that is impossible
one reflects on one’s own weakness, failures, etc
youth was over a long time ago
the calling of cicadas is far, far away
if the wind blows, it’ll fly away, though it’s a miserable determination
things one wants to touch but which can’t be touched
things one wants to erase but which can’t ever be erased
how much of that is oneself– how much of that is you–
failures too stained to be called nostalgic sentiments;
burdened with whether or not to walk with them
dedicate them to your future self
不確かさは自身の背丈をこえて もはや死神の類いだ
心ならずとも流れ流れて どうせ戻れなどはしないのだ
自身の弱さや不成功を顧みる 青の時代はとっくに過ぎたのだ
ひぐらしの声が 遥か遥か遠く
風が吹けば飛ぶよな、惨めな決意だが
触れたくても触れられないもの 消したくても消せはしないもの
どっからどこまでが自分で どっからどこまでがあんたで
懐かしい感傷と呼ぶには 煤けすぎた失敗達と
行こうか行かざるかにあえぐ これからのあんたへ捧ぐ
even if you think you’d skillfully managed to escape
like a shadow at dusk, it sticks to one’s heels;
that uncertainty overtakes you in height
already akin to a grim reaper
despite not wanting to, one goes along with the flow
in any case, going back or anything like that is impossible
one reflects on one’s own weakness, failures, etc
youth was over a long time ago
the calling of cicadas is far, far away
if the wind blows, it’ll fly away, though it’s a miserable determination
things one wants to touch but which can’t be touched
things one wants to erase but which can’t ever be erased
how much of that is oneself– how much of that is you–
failures too stained to be called nostalgic sentiments;
burdened with whether or not to walk with them
dedicate them to your future self
Thanks yShadowXOP_ for hitsounds