[dierapunzel]

Whewwww.... What a long song. How can 5 min of song fit in so many words! OK, I'm just wining.
Black Chronicle, like other first tracks of Sound Horizon's story CD, serves as a introduction or summery, you can find bits of lyrics indicating other stories.


黒の予言書
Black Chronicle (lit: book of prediction)

幻想物語組曲…クロニクル世界
それは…歴史を辿る少女と世界の物語
Fantasy story partita…the world of chronicle.
This, is the story of the history-seeking girl and the world.

詠いたい詩があるんだ…辿りたい途があるんだ…
守りたい丘があるんだ…誇りたい薔薇があるんだ…
収めたい戦いがあるんだ…聴かせたい歌があるんだ…
語りたい航海があるんだ…掲げたい右腕があるんだ…
There are songs (I) want to sing…There are paths (I) want to seek…
There are hills (I) want to protect…There are roses (I) want to praise…
There are wars (I) want to end…There are songs (I) want to listen to…
There are voyages (I) want to talk about…There are right arms (I) want to raise up…

どんな時でもボクらは諦めない　歴史の彼方　近くて遠いソラ
キミとの約束　受け継がれる想い　終わらないボクらの系譜(クロニクル)…
In what ever time we will never give up. The other shore of history. The sky that’s far and near.
The promise I had with you. The thoughts being passed on. Our Chronicle (lit: pedigree chart/family tree) that will never end…

「＜黒の神子＞(ルキア)よ…私は悲しい…！
君ならば書の真理が理解できると思っていたのだがねぇ…
まぁ良い…歴史を変えられると思い上がっているのなら…
いつでも掛かって御出でなさい…」
“Oh ’Lukia’(lit: Miko of dark)…I am sad…!
I thought you must be able to understand the truth of the book…
Well, fine… If you think you can change the history…
Go and try when ever you like…”

＜黒の予言書＞(ブラッククロニクル)
Black Chronicle (lit: book of prediction)

物心付いた時　母は既に居なかった
仄かな哀しみは　優しい子守唄…
For as long as I can remember, mother had been gone.
The light sorrow being the gentle lullaby…

(ボクらの道はどこまでも往けそう)
(Our road seems it can reach everywhere)

生まれてくる前に　父も既に居なかった
確かな憎しみは　激しい恋心…
Before I was even born, father had been gone.
The solid hatred being the heart with intense love…

(何処で見つかる何を裏切る)
(Where ever you go there’s the shadow of betrayal.)

違う星を抱いて　生まれてきたボクらも現在は
同じソラに抱かれてる　それなのに…それなのに…
We were born holding different stars.
And now we are held by the same sky. However… However…

あの頃ボクらが夢見てた　未来へ駆ける白馬を
追い駈ける影が在ることも　識らなかったボクらを乗せて
疾って往くよ…予言された終焉へと…
Riding the white horse we dreamed at that time, the horse that runs to the future.
Not knowing the shadow that follows.
Dash forth… to the finale that was predicted.

＜黒の予言書＞(ブラッククロニクル)
Black Chronicle (lit: book of prediction)


＜黒の予言書＞(ブラッククロニクル)それは「存在してはならない書物」
とある予言書崇拝(カルト)教団の施設より押収された
全二十四巻から成る黒い表紙の古書
Black Chronicle (lit: book of prediction), “the book that should not exist”.
Kept in the institution of Chronicle cult.
A full 24 of black-covered volumes.


そこに記されていたのは　有史以来の数多の記録
ある種の整合性を持つ　歴然とした年代記
それを史実と認めるならば
我らの肯定してきた歴史とは何なのだろうか？
Documented there are numerous records of the history.
With a certain system, obviously a chronicle.
If we recognize it as the true documentation,
What is the history as we know it?

書の記述は未来にまで及び　一つの相違(しゅし)に
複数の学説(は)を芽吹かせ　蟲惑の論争(はな)を咲かせる
その最大の論点は　近い未来(さき)この世界が
終焉を迎えるという＜史実＞…
The contents of the book reach to future. To each seed (lit: difference),
Multiple leaves (lit: theory) would sprout, and confusing flower (lit: debate) flourishes.
The most significant issue is the “history” that this world will greet its end in the near future.

何処までが味方で何処からが敵だ？
そこを見誤ると歴史に屠られる
各々で勝手に境界を敷いてる
白地図に刻むは争いの軌跡だ
嗚呼…狭い…ここは何て狭い世界だ…
Where do fellows end and where do enemies begin?
Make a mistake here and you would be slaughtered by history.
Each one draws the border on their own will,
Engraving the blank map with the vestige of conflicts.
Ah, how narrow… what a narrow world here…

ジャスティス
Justice

敵は全部殺すんだ　盟友よそれで一時安心だ
(幸セカイ？　嗚呼…シアワ世界？　死逢ワ世界？　ソレデ…幸セカイ？)
けれど味方も敵になるんだ　ならば先手打って殺すんだ
(幸セカイ？　嗚呼…シアワ世界？　死遭ワ世界？　ホント…幸セカイ？)
しかし敵は無くならないんだ　だから怯えながら暮らすんだ
(幸セカイ？　嗚呼…シアワ世界？　死逢ワ世界？　ソレデ…幸セカイ？)
されどそれを繰り返すだけだ　それが幸せを掴む途だ
(幸セカイ？　嗚呼…シアワ世界？　幸セヲ掴ム途ダ…)
Kill all the enemies, and friends can relax for the moment.
(Happiness? Ah…the world where you meet death? The world where you meet death? Is this…happiness?)
But fellow could become enemy. Then strikes first and kill them.
(Happiness? Ah…the world where you meet death? The world where you meet death? Really…happiness?)
However there can be no end of enemy, therefore pass everyday in fear.
(Happiness? Ah…the world where you meet death? The world where you meet death? Is this…happiness?)
And then everything just repeats itself, such is the way to get a hold on happiness.
(Happiness? Ah…the world where you meet death? The way to get a hold on happiness…)
(Note: it’s a playing of word. 幸せかい ’happiness?’ and 死遭わ世界 ’ the world where you meet death’ have the same pronunciation.)

間違ってる　そんな論理は　間違ってるんだ
この世界を　売ろうとしてる　奴らがいるんだ
気付くべきだ　気付いたなら　戦うべきだ
たった一羽　時風に向かう　白鴉のように
Wrong, this argument is wrong.
Those who would sell this world out are still there.
You should notice this. If you do, then you should fight.
Like the white bird that would head tward the wind of time even with only one wing left.

あの頃ボクらが夢見てた　未来へ託した地図を
描き換える影が在ることも　識らなかったボクらを超えて
疾って往こう…予言にない＜ハジマリ＞へと…
Crossing the map we dreamed at that time, the map entrusted to the future.
Not knowing of the rewriting shadow.
Dash forth… to the “prelude” that was not predicted.
(Note: track 20 is named “＜ハジマリ＞のChronicle”, not sure what Revo means when he writes＜ハジマリ＞ the same way, probably means this CD can be looped like a circle. )

＜黒の予言書＞(ブラッククロニクル)
Black Chronicle (lit: book of prediction)

物心ついた時　母は既に居なかった…
病死だとボクに告げたのは
孤児であるボクを引き取り養育した組織だった
組織には似たような奴らが何人も居た
やがて組織に疑問を抱いたボクらは組織から逃亡した…
For as long as I can remember, mother had been gone…
The one who told me that she died of sickness,
Was the organization that took the orphaned I and raised me up.
There were many others in the organization with similar background.
Soon, suspicious of the organization, we ran away…