Translation by Ungrave
（届け 月に 謌よ 届け 月に 燈り点った舩よ）
突然の出來事 沈默の亖小節 跳ね飛んだ 空宙に 失った昨日の作掛の旋律 彼女の他に誰が奏でるのだろう
龡き通す西風 飛ばされぬようにと 首卷き押さえた 唯今 蕭索たる脊中 擔いでいた物が あゝ 少しだけ 異るだけ 然れど聊か寂しくて
谺して 訣れの唄よ 吐息 伍線の上に 何れは泡沫の如く 儚むのなら 書き留めて 消え得ぬように 号ぶ 十六夜月に 弔いの舩 畔から一艘加え 夜もすがら悠く 悠く 悠く 流れていく
錆び附いた輪郭 今はもう響かず 劈いた 咆哮が 宛先は決まってる しかし描き卆えない 恥しくない物は未だできない
而るに夜は朙ける 叁角の爪先 亦摑んで弾いて まだ今 馴れない新品を "まァ悪くはない"と あゝ 撫でれれば 嗤える弭 もう朝は近くに來る
白銀の缺けた珠玉よ 映し靜か溟渤 霞む幾佰の燈は 橙の華 言ノ葉は交さぬけれど 音が屆くのならば 聲の限り掻き鳴らそう 六絃琴を 夜もすがら悠か 悠か 悠か 流れている
（届け 月に 謌よ 届け 月に 燈り点った舩よ）
もう新しい道 進めそうだ でももう一度だけ 君を弾きたいんだ
谺して 訣れの唄よ 聲を伍線の上に 何れは泡沫の如く 儚むのなら 書き留めて 消え得ぬように 号ぶ 十六夜月に 弔いの舟 畔から一艘加え 夜もすがら 悠く 悠く 悠く 悠く 悠く 悠く 流れていく
あゝ あゝ 流れていく
(Reach the moon, this song; reach the moon this ship lit with light)
A sudden occurrence, four measures of silence leaped and flew into the sky Yesterday’s unfinished melody was lost, who but her could play it?
The west wind blows through; holding down my scarf as not to be blown away Right now, with a desolate back, that which I hold is ah just a little different, yet somewhat lonely
Oh echoing farewell song; breaths onto the five staff lines (1) Eventually like bubbles rising is merely transient Write it down so it won't disappear, crying out to the waning moon Adding one funeral boat from the shore All through the night, distantly, distantly, distantly, it flows away
The rusted outlines no longer resound; the piercing roar The destination is decided, but I cannot lay my sketch to rest; I’m unable to create something I'm unashamed of
Yet the night breaks; grasping the triangular pick again and playing Now the unfamiliar creation “well, it’s not bad”; ah if I massage it it should be funny, morning is already coming near
Oh silver-missing jewel, reflecting on the quiet sea, The hazy hundred lights are orange flowers Even if we don't exchange words, if the sound reaches, strum with all our voice these six strings All through the night, distantly, distantly, distantly, it flows
(Reach the moon, this song; reach the moon this ship lit with light)
Now I feel I can proceed on a new path, but just one more time, I want to play you
Oh echoing farewell song; breaths onto the five staff lines (1) Eventually like bubbles rising is merely transient Write it down so it won't disappear, crying out to the waning moon Adding one funeral boat from the shore All through the night, distantly, distantly, distantly, it flows away Distantly, distantly, distantly, it flows away
Ah, ah, it flows away