夜光虫 : 2 (feat. 亜沙美)-Terra/亜沙美
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TXT 夜光虫 : 2 (feat. 亜沙美)-Terra/亜沙美 文本歌词
何億もの太陽が輝いた靄
天の川はアーチを掲げ燻（くすぶ）る 無限のうねりの中
そしてまた変わりゆく
もうあの太陽の靄は見えなくて
生きている闇はただ流れて
無限の煌めきにその胸をときめかす
その輝きは心臓の様に
海火の色の鼓動で響いた
全ての光は絶えず流れて
震えて輝く糸のように無限の謎へ
そして私もまた閃光の様に光り
儚さと漂って永遠（とわ）の流れへと
私が見た光は
まるで思考のように色を変えてゆく
燃えるルビーの色に
時にはサファイア そして炎のトパーズ
そこからまた翠玉（すいぎょく）色の焔（ほむら）へ
変わりゆく意味
知り得ないけれど
だけど全ての命は
赤く光り輝いてその色を燃やす
それは崇高な至福の美で
言葉には出来ぬ程
掻き鳴らす紺碧と紫の旋律
それでも白い光は目には見えぬままで
そして私の耳に鳴り響いた声
白き光は天のもの
何十億もの 融けて混ざった
光 そしてその光に捧げるのだと
燃える色は あなたのもの それが価値と
ほんの一寸の あなたの光
でもこの光は生きる 想いとなり
永遠（とわ）に輝く刹那に そして あなたは神と 世界を創る
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And the luminous haze of a hundred millions of suns
The Arch of the Milky Way was a single smouldering surge in the flow of the Infinite Tides
Yet again there came a change
I saw no more that vapory surge of suns;
But the living darkness streamed and
Thrilled about me with infinite sparkling;
And every sparkle was beating like a heart
Beating out colors like the tints of the sea-fires
And the lampings of all continually flowed away
As shivering threads of radiance, into illimitable Mystery…
Then I knew myself also a phosphor-point
One fugitive floating sparkle of the measureless current
And I saw that the light
Which was mine shifted tint with each changing of thought
Ruby it sometimes shone
And sometimes sapphire: now it was flame of topaz;
Again, it was fire of emerald
And the meaning of the changes
I could not fully know
But thoughts of the earthly life
Seemed to make the light burn red;
While thoughts of supernal being,-of ghostly beauty and of ghostly bliss
Seemed to kindle ineffable
Rhythms of azure and of violet
But of white lights there were none in all the Visible
And I marvelled. Then a Voice said to me:-
"The White are of the Altitudes
By the blending of the billions
They are made. Thy part is to help to their kindling
Even as the color of thy burning, so is the worth of thee
For a moment only is thy quickening;
Yet the light of thy pulsing lives on: by thy thought
In that shining moment, thou becomest a Maker of Gods.”