Some more OC songs I've made. Lyrics under the cut:
綾取り(Ayatori - Cat's Cradle)
A weaver once taught me thus
Only a child is free and just
Willing to take scissors to
The red fate strings strangling us
So fear not the spider's call
For her silken lullabies
Will teach you the secret vow:
How to make hundred strings into a sky
蜘蛛の呼び声を恐れるな (Fear not the spider's call)
彼女の絹の子守唄が (Her silken lullaby)
秘密の誓いを教えてくれるから (Teaches you the secret vow)
空に百本の糸を作る方法 (Weaving hundred strings in the sky)
私の心の琴線を玉に巻いて (Roll my heartstrings into a ball)
タペストリーに織り込んで (Weave them into a tapestry)
私たちの栄枯盛衰の物語を (With tales of our rise and fall)
あるいは好きなように遊んで (Or play with them as you please)
Roll my heartstrings into a ball
Weave them into a tapestry
With tales of our rise and fall
Or play with them as you please
In your hands, strings of silk
Are stars, flowers and birds
Make of them as you will, at your will
And I'll will, at all remain still
Roll my heartstrings into a ball
Weave them into a tapestry
With tales of our rise and fall
Or play with them as you please
In your hands, strings of silk
Are stars, flowers and birds
Make of them as you will, at your will
And I'll, I'll be here still
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White Oath:
(Alright)
Who's the warmth amid the snow
The white voice lulling me to sleep
Whose the voice and hands more soft
Than slumber's icy grip
Sing to me, maker of vows
Hide me behind your sleeves
Let me wake safe and sound
Like resting butterflies, at ease
雪の中の暖かさは誰 (Who's the warmth amid the snow?)
私を眠りに誘う白い声 (The white voice lulling me to sleep)
その声と手は (Whose voice and hands are)
眠りの氷よりも柔らかい (Softer than slumber's icy grip)
蝶の王よ、私に歌って (O ruler of butterflies, sing to me)
袖の後ろに私を隠して (Hide me behind your sleeves)
安心して目覚めさせて (Let me wake safe and sound)
休息し 平和に自由に夕暮れ (Resting, peaceful and free in the twilight)
Someone, remember me here
Someone with the face of dusk
Reach my heart, help it beat
Break my ribs if you must
Don't leave, tell me your name
Don't leave, or take me with you
A soft winter joy with no shame
I swore myself to you thus
雪の中の暖かさは誰
私を眠りに誘う白い声
その声と手は
眠りの氷よりも柔らかい
蝶の王よ、私に歌って
袖の後ろに私を隠して
安心して目覚めさせて
休息し 平和に自由に夕暮れ
Who's the warmth amid the snow
The white voice lulling me to sleep
Whose the voice and hands more soft
Than slumber's icy grip
Sing to me, maker of vows
Hide me behind your sleeves
Let me wake safe and sound
Like resting butterflies, at ease
