Utsukushiki Mono
美しきもの
Beautiful Things
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| Release Medium | CD |
| Disc Number | 1 |
| Track Number | 8 |
| Length | 6:34 |
Beautiful Things (in Japanese 美しきもの, Utsukushiki Mono) is the eighth track on Sound Horizon's fifth story CD Roman.
Lyrics
This melody that you dearly loved...a harmonica resounding throughout the skies...
The canvas[toile] on your windowsill, embraced by angels...hey...is that landscape painting[paysage]...beautiful?
That is-[c’est]
Carried by the wind...the light petals...the remembrance of spring...
What a beautiful sound...the singing girl[Monica]...the chirping of the birds...the clock’s hand moves →
That is-
Connecting azure...the flowing clouds...the remembrance of summer...
What a beautiful sound...the singing girl[Monica]...the shower of cicadas...the clock’s hand moves →
I won’t forget...the scenery you said was...beautiful...
In order to gather...『Beautiful Things』...Life[people] comes to be-
The short season[saison] you embraced...all while being pelted by the rain of pain...
“Don’t worry”...you said while smiling...I’ll never forget that visage of yours...
That is-
Smiling down at the windowsill...the moon at night...the remembrance of autumn...
What a beautiful sound...the singing girl[Monica]...the buzzing of the bugs...the clock’s hand moves →
That is-
Covering the ground...the napping snow...the remembrance of winter...
What a beautiful sound...the singing girl[Monica]...the cold wind of time...the clock’s hand moves →
How beautiful...I will never forget...the scenery you’ve lived through...
In order to gather...『Beautiful Things』...Life[people] passes away-
The dazzling season[saison] you ran through...all while being burnt by the flames of sickness...
“Ah...how beautiful”...you died while smiling...I’ll never forget that image of yours...
The morning of your birth...I was still a crybaby...though I was small, I became a big sister-
I was so happy...and slightly embarrassed...but so very proud...
The fields of life filled with suffering
We roam them in search of 『Beautiful Things』
The sleeping face of yours when you set off towards the boundless horizon
I thought that was more beautiful than anything else...
This melody that you dearly loved...a harmonica resounding throughout the skies...
The canvas[toile] on your windowsill, embraced by angels...hey...is that landscape painting[paysage]...beautiful?
“I saw...the most beautiful flame[light] in this world. I’ll hold that flower to my chest, and sing for Laurent as well.”
“Can roman be found there...?”
Translated by Defade.