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Monday, February 21, 2011

Amrita



Amrita means immortality and is also the name of the nectar of the gods. Just recently I watched the Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicles Movie and loved the song at the end of the film. I looked it up and was surprised to find that the song talked about Sanskrit mythology. The nectar of the gods is actually in a lot of different mythologies, including Greek and Egyptian. It is also Buddhist and Tibetan and relates strongly to Ambrosia. I made this collage to show the Amrita of Tsubasa. Hitsuzen lives on.

A gentle rain falls
Mirroring time
Revealing life
In all its forms
Taking form
A spiritual climb

Just for fun: here's the song:



And the Japanese lyrics with the English Translation:


Original / Romaji Lyrics English Translation

Kikasete natsukashii uta wo
tooku de kuchizusande
seinaru mitsu no you ni yume no you ni
sono naka de nemurasete



Listen and you can hear the distant sound
of someone humming a familiar song,
like sacred nectar, like a dream
Let me sleep surrounded by it

Doushite sekai wa sakasa ni muryoku ni nagareteku no?
Yuuyake
itsuka mita akane kumo
soba ni irenai sono kawari ni



Why is the world being washed away in contradictions and helplessness?
At sunset,
we always watched the madder-red clouds together
but you can't be with me anymore

Gin-iro no ame ga futte kitara watashi da to omotte
namida wo fuite



When the silver rain began to fall, I thought that it was a part of me
and I dried my tears

Massugu ni hada ni ochiru ryuusei
furitsudzukete sono kata ni amurita



The shooting stars that rain straight down
on your body, on your shoulders, are amrita

Daichi ga naite iru yoru wo
kanjiru kokoro de ite
anata no kizuguchi ga itamu nara
sora ni negai no yumiya wo utsu



Your heart can feel the nights
when the earth itself is crying
If your wounds are hurting you,
shoot your wish as an arrow up to the sky

Gin-iro no ame ga futte kitara watashi da to omotte
jikan wo tomete



When the silver rain began to fall, I thought that it was a part of me
Please stop the passing of time

Chiheisen hibiki wataru shizuku
tashika na mono
ano hibi ni amurita



The sound of raindrops echoes across the horizon,
something definite that,
in those days, was amrita

Gin-iro no ame ga futte kitara watashi da to omotte
namida wo fuite



When the silver rain began to fall, I thought that it was a part of me
and I dried my tears

Massugu ni hada ni ochiru ryuusei
anata ni furu ame ni naru amurita



Shooting stars cascade straight down
and become the rain that falls on you... amrita

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