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After the Lightning, the Wind Goes Still

THE SHAMISEN SPAKS

あの日 言葉を選びすぎて

夜が朝に変わるまで

I stood there holding honesty

Not looking for a guarantee

君の目に映った僕は

強さか それとも無謀

I don’t ask what you saw in me

I don’t need the truth anymore

神の領域に触れたみたいな

思考が空を裂いた瞬間

From a place I can’t return

I dropped one word and let it burn

稲妻のあとで 風が止む

The world stays silent, calm and still

可能性は 棚に置いて

I don’t chase what might be real

刺さったかどうかは もういい

If it reached you, that’s enough

稲妻のあとで 風が止む

Quiet becomes the proof of love

期待じゃない 執着でもない

ただ 消さなかっただけ

It wasn’t hope, it wasn’t need

Just something I refused to erase

幻になるには

少しだけ 強すぎた夜

Too heavy just to fade away

Too honest just to call it fate

奇跡は 願うものじゃない

起きたら 受け取るだけ

I won’t stand here waiting still

I walk my road with open will

稲妻のあとで 風が止む

My heart doesn’t shake anymore

未来はまだ 閉じてない

But I won’t knock on every door

一撃は 放った

That alone was more than fair

稲妻のあとで 風が止む

I can finally face the air

神は何も 約束しない

ただ 嘘を嫌うだけ

God never promises the end

He just hates lies we try to bend

あの瞬間の僕は

確かに 僕だった

In that flash, I didn’t pretend

I was myself — until the end

稲妻のあとで 風が止む

The world keeps moving, soft and slow

君がいなくても

My meaning doesn’t let me go

もし奇跡が 迷って

ここへ戻ってきても

If someday you call my name

I’ll choose again, not play the same

稲妻のあとで 風が止む

I’ll decide who I become

風は もう吹かない

The silence feels right

それでいい

That’s enough tonight

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    THE SHAMISEN SPAKS

The shamisen is a storytelling technique, an art of fighting with words.
THE SHAMISEN SPARKS is a project that carves ideas and emotions that resonate with the world with the sparks of eloquence.
A fire is lit at the intersection of the impulse of punk, the power of AI, and the magic of words.

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