8月32日 - Diarays

The Long Month is how the month of September was referred to via the old Japanese lunar calendar.



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Upload Date: 08/31/13
Vocals: 鏡音リン・レン - Kagamine Rin/Len append
Composer: コウ - Kou of Diarays
Musicians: コウ & rins & ショウタロス - Kou, rins, & Shoutarosu of Diarays

August 32nd

"Natsuki, what're you reading?"
"A book called 'The Oblivion Diary'."
"This scenery took its time getting here. Put that dirty book down."
"The happiness of reading in the middle of Mother Nature, is unbeknownst to Sora."

The end of August.
The Long Month which was supposed to come around every year,
It didn't come for us.

Within the solitary forest,
At a shrine filled with black,
The songs (games) of evening cicadas bloom as
The opposite of quiet thoughts.

The sky that's astir in the twilight.
The wind chime that rings in the distance
Is the world we can't go back to.
We now separated our tightly
Bound hands.

Why aren't I touching you?
Why can't I see you?

The scent of summer that disturbed
the two of us who ran away.
On the calendar, it's like the Long Month
That's supposed to go on wasn't there from the start--

The cogs with broken
Existences jarred.
They spun and spun
and called for you many times.

Wish                 To be with Sora.
Full Name             Natsuki                August 31
I can't hear you.
I can't touch you.
While I'm this close,
While my see-through body too
Is lovely, I'm being scorched--

I want to see you
One more time.

August,
put me back.
Gimme the means
to bring her back.

Natsuki was growing invisible to Sora.
And so he himself too,
Was starting to go away from this world.

The sky that's astir in the twilight.
On a branching path.
You choose to let go of the day that'll no longer
Come back--

"I'll go now,
to a perpetual summer."
"Forgive me, 'kay,
stupid
Me."

You smiled
and let me go.
I wonder if I
was able to love you.
The singing voice
of summer rewinding.
The very own of we who vanished,
August 32nd.

He opened his eyes.
Something was missing,
On September 1st.

The evening cicadas were wailing.

「Adam」 - コウ (Diarays)

Somehow connected to the game Ib.



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Upload Date: 01/31/13
Vocals: IA
Composer: コウ (Diarays) - Kou (of Diarays)
Illustrator: 出水ぽすか - Demizu Posuka
Movie: Not-116

Author's Comments
"I'll begin with you no matter how many times.
No matter how many times."

"Adam"

I can't hear them, my withered lines (words).
The thread I offered in the middle of a dream.
If the closing curtain doesn't fall,
Then it's fine if you kill us two again.

Diverted into the sound of collapse,
Are you crying?
Nights that won't change.
The hue (color) of the sky that dirties you
Roils up some ash and and says upside-down:
"May you live."

I knew about my regret for
My final hour this day.

Don't speak of it, the dead solution (answer).
Are you saying that even our meeting was empty?
Even the proof of it that is definitely
On my left arm, that you existed here.

If you forgive my forgetfulness,
I'll mix the tears that were poured onto my "heart",
And go to make, go to make sure of it.

You severed me that day,
And redoing the world,
You kissed me that day
And you did regain love.

Why did I let go,
Of that hand of yours that day?

I can't hear them, my withered lines (words).
If I cannot hand over the love
I carved in the middle of a dream,
Then I'll sear it into those eyes of yours.

These are the verses of my final hour,
Since I leave it in my heart (a place) that won't
Vanish even with my half-broken left hand,
The day I loved you, "Adam".

One more time, that day...

I tried looking up at the sky that had cleared.
Though I'm no longer used to the light,
What touched this left hand of mine
Was your right hand.

ゆめにっき - コウ (Diarays)

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Upload Date: 01/11/13
Vocals: 初音ミク - Hatsune Miku append
Composer: コウ (Diarays) - Kou (of Diarays)
Illustrator: meola
Movie: Not-116

Author's Comments
"Will you hold such tiny things,
And go back again?"

Dream Diary

I color-code each world,
And I'm repeating a rotation.
I searched for bones I still didn't know,
And I found an azure love.

Wherezit, wherezit? My hand.
Something like gushing blood.

HELLO, HELLO. Goodbye.
HELLO, HELLO. After this,
Even the born pain, into my dreams.
HELLO, HELLO. Goodbye.
HELLO, HELLO. After that,
Could I have loved you, I wonder?

A six-year-old elder sneers,
And does say thus:
"Did you break?"

"Now, right here... (This is an excuse too, lol)."
"If you say something like, 'Let's get married,'..."

"Stupid, stupid..." But you,
"I see, I see. So then, 'let's go (let's die)'?"

HELLO, HELLO. Thank you.
HELLO, HELLO. After when,
Even my kind feelings, into my dreams.
HELLO, HELLO. Thank you.
HELLO, HELLO. After that,
I love you even if this dream dies.

リミテル感覚少年 - コウ (Diarays)

So, "Limittell" isn't an actual word, but it was the best I could do to translate it. Besides, it suggests that one is able to "tell" the "limit" of one's life. Also, Kazuya is the boy, and Kaede is the girl. Their last names suggest that Kazuya is "red", Kaede "blue".



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Upload Date: 12/21/12
Vocals: IA
Composer: コウ (Diarays) - Kou (of Diarays)
Illustrator: さく子 - Sakuko
Movie: ぼうし屋 - Boushiya

Author's Comments
"The extrasensory that manifested all of a sudden in specific humans around the world, 'Limittell Sense'.
Inferring the times of death of the humans near them,
It communicates all objects and projects the scene of 'just before a death'.
Kazuya Akasaka kept a 'camera',
And Kaede Aoba kept 'glasses', and was being captured by the world of death."

Limittell Sensory Boy

One scene at the start.
The insides of my eyes burned.
Even if I call out their name and stop it, it is the time limit.
Not leaving out any fantasies, visions, nor moments that I didn't wish for,
These eyes were projecting everything.

Tomorrow, yesterday, today, the day after tomorrow, it's all a meeting for review.
My brain does say, though, that neither the blood nor atmosphere'll change. I will lose.

I'm the 328th Limittell Sensory Boy.
Though my special skill is the thing no one knows of, "turning a blind eye",
You mean, you mean they aren't related, the heroine in the movie? The mirror me?
I twisted reality, saw you today too, and I was sneering at you.


The usual one scene.
A girl being kicked.
That girl was the three-hundred eighty... How much later is she, again?

Tomorrow, yesterday, today, the day after tomorrow, it's all a meeting for review.
My brain does say, though, that neither anyone nor he minds her. She will lose.

You're the 384th Limittell Sensory Girl.
Your special skill is the wrong thing I'm noticing, "faking a smile".
You mean, you mean they were shedding tears? The real you and the mirror me?
"I hate it when I hurt. But I don't hate who you are."


Somebody sinks today too. They no longer shout out. A red movie.
There was a voice that wasn't me that said, "I'm tired now."

It's you. The smell of the evening sun enshrouded your room.
I did see, the me who wasn't a mirror beside the knife that you were always used to.
Say that it won't change now, my memory; my heart ignored my brain,
And said it was no use; it got through, and I cried.

I grasped your wrist.

I did grasp it.