KONJIKI - The Dreams of Shimabara ～Amakusashiro Tokisada～〔OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO〕（ English Edition）

Описание: KONJIKI - The Dreams of Shimabara ～Amakusashiro Tokisada～〔OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO〕（ English Edition）


Konjiki Seinosin　- Vocalist
Konjiki Tarubei - Guitar, Programming


Miwele（special guest） - chorus


Konjiki Noumin Namu -　the peasant of Hizen


Youichiro Nakamaru@MarzPictureZ - cameraman,video editor


Chiyoume Kouya(spiral) - costume assistance


土龍 - Translator

Special thanks - Amra , Ashita , Svetlana

This song's Japanese edition is below:
   • 金色(konjiki)「島原の夢～天草四郎時貞～」MV  
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Shimabara no Yume (The Dreams of Shimabara)


Tenchi Doukon Banbutsu Ittai Issai Shujou Fusen Kisen


In a land bathed in golden light, one boy was called “the son of God”.
Clutched tightly to his chest he held, the cross of his lord Jesus Christ.
Under Hizen’s domination, the people’s rights were trampled on in hate.
To fight for their lives, they took up their swords, and bounded forth to storm the castle’s gates.


Shiro screamed his prayers to God, his Lord, his protector,
and with his cries began a clash most holy, he was sure.
His people crossing swords and falling to their fiendish foe,
to heaven they would go,
to Jesus their salvation,
Over the flag and ocean, their souls to rest in paraiso, Lord.


When the boy reached out his hand, disease was no match for his faith.
Skin like snow and cheeks of rosy red, he granted peace to people’s hearts.
All of his flock would give their anima, determined in their martyrio.
To fight for their lives, they took up their swords, and bounded forth to storm the castle’s gates.


Shiro screamed his prayers to God, his Lord, his protector,
and with his cries began a clash most holy, he was sure.
His people all gunned down and falling to their fiendish foe,
to heaven they would go,
to Jesus their salvation,
Over the flag and through the sky, their souls to rest in paraiso, Lord.


They would rather die as martyrs for their creed. So that from inferno their souls would be freed.
And even if their names made no mark on history,
Their sacrifice inspires fights for freedom


Shiro screamed his prayers to God, his Lord, his protector,
and with his cries began a clash most holy, he was sure.
His people crossing swords and falling to their fiendish foe,
to heaven they would go,
to Jesus their salvation,
Over the flag and ocean, their souls to rest in paraiso, Lord.