Tales of Hermit

Tales of Hermit is a character song of K, sung by Adolf K. Weismann (Cv. Tetsuya Kakihara)

Lyrics
Let's talk about something a long, long time ago
 * -|English=

Buried within the flow of history

The story of a sword

That could never be told

Beneath a burning and falling sky

The sword was drawn, and pinned

This body, these limbs

To an endless prison

Tied down by the chains of time

No matter how much I stretch out my hand, stretching it far

Even my fingertips can't reach

A silver vessel

Let's talk about a pitiful man

One that escaped into the darkness of history

The story of a man

Who should never be forgiven

Above a rotting sky

The man was taken, and fell into

A momentary rest

With this soul, and this heart

Released from the chains of time

I spread my arms, spread them wide

It crumbles into dust from my touch

A colorless vessel

I stretched out my hand, stretched it far

If even our fingertips could touch

I will spread my arms, spread them wide

And never let go of that hand I have in my grasp

A crimson parasol

Let's talk about the future a little

Even though everything will turn to history someday

Let's talk about us

Who still remain pure white

Tooi mukashi no hanashi wo shiyouka
 * -|Rōmaji=

Rekishi no naka ni umoreta

Sore ha keshite　Katararenai

Tsurugi no hanashi

Moete ochiyuku　Sora no shita

Tsurugi wa nukarete　Nuitometa

Owaru koto naki　Rougoku he to

Kono karada to　Kono te ashi wo

Toki no kusari ni musubarare nagara

Ude wo nobashite　Nobashitemo

Yubisaki sae mo furerarenai

Hakugin no utsuwa

Aware na otoko no hanashi wo shiyouka

Rekishi no yami ni nigenobita

Sore wa keshite　Yurusarenai

Otoko no hanashi

Karete kuchiyuku　Sora no ue

Otoko wa ubaware　ochinobiru

Tada hitotoki no　Yasuragi he to

Kono tamashii to　Kono kokoro wo

Toki no kusari ni toki hanatarete

Ude wo hirogete　Hirogetemo

Fureru saki kara kuzure ochiru

Mushoku no utsuwa

Ude wo nobashite　Tada nobashite

Yubisaki dake demo fureraretara

Ude wo hirogete　Tada hirogete

Tsukanda sono te wa hanasanai

Shuiro no wagasa

Korekara saki no hanashi wo shiyouka

Itsuka rekishi ni naru darou

Soredemo ima ha masshiro na

Bokura no hanashi

遠い昔の話をしようか
 * -|Kanji=

歴史の中に埋もれた

それは決して　語られない

剣の話

燃えて落ちゆく　空の下

剣は抜かれて　縫い止めた

終わることなき　牢獄へと

この身体と　この手足を

時の鎖に縛られながら

胸を伸ばして　伸ばしても

指先さえも触れられない

白銀の器

哀れな男の話をしようか

歴史の闇に逃げ延びた

それは決して　許されない

男の話

枯れて朽ちゆく　空の上

男は奪われ　落ち延びる

ただひとときの　安らぎへと

この魂と　この心を

時の鎖に解き放たれて

腕を広げて　広げても

触れる先から崩れ落ちる

無色の器

腕を伸ばして　ただ伸ばして

指先だけでも触れられたら

腕を広げて　ただ広げて

掴んだその手は離さない

朱色の和傘

これから先の話をしようか

いつか歴史になるだろう

それでも今は真っ白な

ぼくらの話