[Fest 08] - Matchesand Dreams - #🔥Roses Red🔥

😸聴いてくれてありがとうございます😸 🐈イイねとコメントしてくれると🐕 🐕とーーーっても嬉しいです!!🐈 😸Thank you for listening😸 🐈If you like and comment🐕 🐕I'm so happy!!🐈 (∩´∀｀)∩ Lammtarraさんと一緒に熱い夏を愉しんじゃお～💖 Let's enjoy a sizzling summer with Lammtarra! 💖 今年はライブとフェスの豪華二本立て💖 This year features a spectacular double bill of live shows and festivals! 💖 PlayListで纏め聴きがオススメですっ♪ I recommend listening to the whole thing on PlayList ♪ 💿PlayLists💿 [Fest 2026 SUMMER] #🔥Roses Red🔥 🖥：https://suno.com/playlist/fd7ceb43-ede1-4a75-a5f9-cee786905c48 ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// 　　豪華特典：愉しい後書きのオマケ付き ↓↓↓ The afterword is written after the lyrics ↓↓↓ ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// [Intro] Whispers in thesnow, a winter's night, Little match girl, with fading light. [Verse 1] Frozen streets, a hungry heart, Matches held, a work of art. No one sees, noone cares, Just a child with silent prayers. [Pre-Chorus 1] Flames ignite, a fleeting dream, Warmth and joy, a hopeful gleam. But shadows dance, the truth remains, In this world of endless pains. [Chorus 1] Oh, Grimvale calls, a distant shore, Where dreams reside,forevermore. No frozen tears, no empty space, Just warmth and love, a sweet embrace. [INTERLUDE:(Instrumental - melancholic synth melody)] [Verse 2] Each flame, a memory bright, Grandma's smile, a guiding light. Christmas trees and feasts untold, Stories whispered, brave and bold. [Pre-Chorus 2] But winter's grip, a cruel embrace, Fading hope, a losing race. The matches burn, the visions fade, In this lonely serenade. [Chorus 2] Oh, Grimvale calls, a distant shore, Where dreams reside, forevermore. No frozen tears, no empty space, Just warmth and love, a sweet embrace. [MELODIC INTERLUDE:(Instrumental - ethereal synth and piano)] [Verse 3] One last match, a final plea, "Take me there, set my soul free." A vision clear, a ghostly gate, To Grimvale, it's not toolate. [Pre-Chorus 3] The warmth surrounds, a gentle breeze, Whispering through the haunted trees. No more pain, no more despair, Just endless love beyond compare. [Chorus 3] Oh, Grimvale calls, a distant shore, Wheredreams reside, forevermore. No frozen tears, no empty space, Just warmth and love, a sweet embrace. [Bridge] In the snow, a fading sigh, "I'm going home, where dreams don't die." A smile appears, a peaceful face, In Grimvale's arms, she finds her place. [BIG FINISH] Oh, Grimvale, our hearts take flight, In your embrace, we find our light! Fading snow,a gentle dream, In Grimvale's light, we softly gleam. [FINALE] "Ah...so warm..." [END] ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// ■ あとがき 親愛なる皆様へ 手前味噌ではありますが、わたくしの代表曲である《Break The Limit》が 表記上の再生数１００Ｋに到達しました。 これも一重に皆様からの厚いご愛顧の賜物で御座います。 そして8月18日、フォロワーさんの数が3000人に到達しました。 沢山の方々に支えられ、わたくしの曲を聴いて下さった事、心から御礼申し上げます。 今回はこの２つの節目を記念し、ライブシリーズ第五弾と称して本日の運びとなりました。 ささやかでは御座いますが、宴の席を設けさせていただきました。 ごゆるりと御楽しみ頂ければ幸いです。 引続きLammtarraのご愛顧を賜りたく思います。 何卒よろしくお願い申し上げます。 《曲紹介》 『赦す？どういう事？』 翡翠色の瞳の少女が深紅の瞳の少女へ問いかける。 「全ては…あのクリスマスイブに遡る… グリムベールへと旅立つあの日へと…」 名も無き小国。 隣国からの侵略戦争により、地位、名声、愛情の全てから見放され、絶望の淵に立つ少女。 生まれ変われるのならば、愛を知りたい… それは稚拙な強欲… マッチを売る事で生計を立てていた少女。 父は戦死、母と妹は敵の兵士が攫っていった…。 命からがら生き延びはしたが、行く当てなど私には当然無かった。 終戦から1年。 隣国との講和条約の締結により、町は復興の兆しが見えてきた。 私の家は国境に近かった事もあり、終戦後も国境線の取り合いで暫く小競り合いが続いていた。 家族を奪われ、友を失い、兄の様に慕っていた幼馴染も戻ってこない… 私の戦争は終わってはいなかったのだ… 小競り合いも気付けば治まり、我が家に戻れたのは終戦から3ヶ月後。 目にしたのは家財は荒らされ、何も残っていない我が家だけだった… 何か家族を感じさせる物が無いか… 戸棚の奥の木箱に、母の形見となる指輪とネックレスが出て来た。 敵兵も賊も見つけられなかったのか、それだけは残されていたのだ。 途方に暮れていた私だが、空腹に我に返る… まだ子供である私は、手に職があるわけでもなく、かといって学び舎に通っていたわけでもない。 あっという間に食うに喰われずの状態になり、泣く泣く母の形見を行商人に売り渡してしまっていた… 父の教えでマッチ作りだけは知っていたので、マッチの材料を買い、馬小屋の様な安宿に身を寄せつつマッチを作っては、それを町中で売り捌いていた。 しかし、小娘が自宅のランプや薪に使うレベルの粗悪なマッチは中々売れるわけも無く、その日の空腹を満たすのすら儘ならない状態であった。 月日は流れ…今夜はクリスマスイブ。 母の形見で得た財産も既に底を尽き、宿にも泊まれない状況に追い込まれていた。 気付くと辺りは雪が舞い降り、深々と降り積もり始める。 靴も服もほころび、雪によって冷えた石畳の路が、私の足を蝕む。 「何でこんな目に…私が何をしたというの…嗚呼…神様…」 路地裏にへたり込む様に座ると、寒さと空腹で身動きが取れなくなっていた… Listener (　ﾟдﾟ)ﾎﾟｶｰﾝ Listener (ノД`)・゜・。何か涙腺が勝手に… 猫軍団員 ((((；ﾟДﾟ)))).oO(ジャングルグルグ…ん？どうしたんだ？) イベント主催者 ((((；ﾟДﾟ)))).oO(ヤツが…変容してゆく…こ…これは…) ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// ■ Afterword 《Song introduction》 “Forgive me? What do you mean? ” A girl with jade eyes asks a girl with deep red eyes. “It all goes back to that Christmas Eve... To that day when I depart for Grimvale..." A small, nameless country. Due to a war of aggression from a neighboring country, a girl is abandoned by all her status, fame, and love, and stands on the brink of despair. If I were to be reborn, I would like to know love... That's childish greed... A girl who made a living by selling matches. My father was killed in the war, and my mother and sister were kidnapped by enemy soldiers. I narrowly survived, but of course I had no idea where to go. One year since the end of the war. With the conclusion of a peace treaty with a neighboring country, the town is showing signs of recovery. My house was close to the border, and even after the war, skirmishes continued over the border for a while. My family was taken away from me, I lost my friends, and my childhood friend, whom I loved like an older brother, is not coming back... My war isn't over... Before I knew it, the skirmish had subsided, and I was able to return to my home three months after the end of the war. All I saw was my house, whose belongings had been ransacked and nothing left... Isn't there something that makes you feel like a family? In a wooden box at the back of the cupboard, I found a ring and a necklace that were keepsakes of my mother. Perhaps they couldn't find any enemy soldiers or bandits, that's all that was left. I was at a loss, but hunger brought me back... Although I was still a child, I didn't have a job, nor did I go to school. In the blink of an eye, he was at a loss for food, and ended up selling his mother's memento to a peddler... All I knew was how to make matches from my father's teachings, so I bought match materials, took shelter in a cheap stable-like hotel, made matches, and sold them around town. However, the poor quality matches that young girls use for lamps and firewood at home were not likely to sell well, and they were barely able to satisfy their hunger that day. The days pass...Tonight is Christmas Eve. The wealth he had obtained from his mother's keepsakes had already run out, and he was forced into a situation where he could no longer stay at a hotel. Before I knew it, snow was falling all around me, and it was starting to fall deeply. My shoes and clothes are torn apart, and the cobblestone streets, cold from the snow, are eating away at my feet. "Why did I end up like this...what did I do...ah...God..." I sat down in the back alley, unable to move due to the cold and hunger. Listener (　ﾟдﾟ) Pokan Listener (ノД`)・゜・. Something happened to my lachrymal glands... cat corps member ((((；ﾟДﾟ)))).oO(Jungle Gurug...huh? What's going on?) event organizer ((((；ﾟДﾟ)))).oO(She is...transforming...this...this...)