KANO The Hanged Girl in the Haunted House

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@njo191 6 ай бұрын

I have no idea why this is the only version of the song without hideous audio quality, but thank you for providing it all the same

@looz727 Ай бұрын

you can find more in the archives

@AstralNightVA 4 жыл бұрын

Title is dark Lyrics is Dark Voice SUPER CUTE

@陽南-q5p 4 жыл бұрын

《歌詞》或る夏、影を伸ばすような夕暮れカラスが鳥居の上で聞いた噂耳打つ子供の声　夏祭り、揺ラリ。裏山の小道、トンネルの向こうにポツリと古び眠る屋敷があって首吊った少女の霊が夜な夜な出るそうだ好奇心で立ち入る人達『言っただろ、出るはずない』と軋む階段　揺れる懐中電灯誰も気付いてはくれないや『私、死んでなんかない。』って暗がりに浸かってそっと強がって澄ましても過ごした日々と共に止まった針は埃被ってまた声枯らして今日が終わって明日が窓に映り込んでも私は此処にいます。季節を束ねた虫の聲　夕立流れた灯篭　神様の悪戯のよう迷い込んできた灰色猫『あなたも私が見えないの？』背を撫でようとした右手は虚しくするり抜け、空を掻いた『私、死んでいたのかな』って膝を抱えて　過去の糸を手繰っても些細な辛いことや家族の顔も思い出せなくて遠くで灯りだす家並みの明りや咲いた打ち上げ花火を眺め、今を誤魔化す夏の終わり　過ぎ去った子供たちの噂も薄れ漂っては薫る線香の煙と一緒に姿は透け、やがて消えゆく私はただの一夏の噂だった六月始めに生まれ八月終わりに遠退いた意識は影法師になった誰も見つけてはくれなかったけれど記憶の片隅にある、かつての淡い日々の一部となって残り続けるもう切らした向日葵の歌蝉しぐれも亡き　夏の匂いだけ残る屋敷に　少女はもういないだろう

@bing-chilling1713 6 жыл бұрын

The best version of all, I'm hooked!

@looz727 8 ай бұрын

best version of all covers but is a gem buried deep in the internet dungeons😭

@viky1354 6 жыл бұрын

KANO VER THE BEST

@AstralNightVA 4 жыл бұрын

One summer, in a dusk that stretched out the shadows The crows atop the torii heard this rumor. Children's whispers, Summer festival, in slow sway From the path behind the mountain, out the end of the tunnel There's an old mansion slumbering all alone And apparently, the ghost of the girl who hanged herself there wanders its grounds every night The curious who set foot Claim, "Told you, there's no way it'll show up" Creaking stairs, wobbling flashlights No one's going to notice me "I'm not dead!" Immersed in the darkness Even if I secretly insist that to myself The days I'd passed with The frozen clock hands are cloaked in dust Again I cry myself hoarse and the day comes to an end Even if the morrow reflects off the window I will be here The season governed by the insect's voices, the evening rains The hanging lanterns streamed by, like a prank on God's part An ashen-grey cat wandered in "Can't you see me, either?" My right hand reached out to stroke it But it futilely slipped through its body, pawing the air "Maybe I actually am dead?" I hug my knees and though I tug at threads to the past For those little troubles, for my family's faces, I remember none of them And with illuminated houses in the distance And the set-off fireworks blooming in the sky In view, I gloss over the now The end of the summer has come and gone The children's rumors dissipate, too Like the trails of aroma from incense smoke My form too faded out, and soon vanishes I was only a single rumor to a single summer Born in the start of June And receded at the end of August When my consciousness became a mere silhouette No one ever found her, but In her recesses of memory, as a piece of faded days that once were, She will remain The song of the sunflowers expired The cicadas have also died, and in the mansion Where only the scent of summer lingers, Perhaps the girl is already gone