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| Title | Buddha |
| Artist | Bluepiece Lab. |
| Release | September 6, 2025 |
| Type | Album “Melty” |
| Length | 3:22 |
| Songwriter | maurice blue |
| AI Tool | Suno AI |
| ISRC | QZZ7S2505538 |
Buddha（仏陀）
乾いた風に 身を晒して
砂の果て ひとり彷徨う人
太陽の刃が 肌を裂いて
雫は君の祈りに変わる
声も出ない 命の境界で
現れた影が 言葉を残す
「苦しき時には ただ唱えよ」
Hail Amitabha Buddha 掠れてく
The wind is gone,
The fire sleeps,
The river dreams of stillness.
Breath returns,
blood ignites,
and tears begin to fall.
答えは来ずに ただ倒れて
遠い空 目の奥で揺れる火
おもいの音が 響きあふれて
君を包む 宇宙の無の中へ
重さもなく ただ ただようままに
時間のない海を 泳ぎながらも
なぜここにいるの？ どこへ向かうの？
Hail Amitabha Buddha 消えていく
The wind is gone,
The fire sleeps,
The river dreams of stillness.
Breath returns,
blood ignites,
and tears begin to fall.
楽になりたいと 願ったとき
名もなき力が 腕を掴む
「戻れ」と叫ぶ 強き存在
空間を割きながら 耳を裂く
誰かが君に 息を吹きこんでいる
この喉の痛みは 生きてる証
冷たい手が 顔に触れては
Hail Amitabha Buddha 怯えてた
目をひらけば またあの太陽
地獄より眩しい この現実に
水をくれた あの影が
笑った気がした
Hail Amitabha Buddha 溶けていく
The wind is gone,
The fire sleeps,
The river dreams of stillness.
Breath returns,
blood ignites,
and tears begin to fall.
解けていく
Buddha [English Translation]
Exposed to the dry wind,
A lone wanderer drifts at the edge of the sand.
Blades of sunlight tear into the skin,
Each drop turns into a prayer.
At the border where no voice remains,
A shadow appears and leaves a single phrase:
“When suffering comes, simply chant.”
Hail Amitabha Buddha — fading away.
The wind is gone,
The fire sleeps,
The river dreams of stillness.
Breath returns,
Blood ignites,
And tears begin to fall.
No answer comes — the body collapses,
A distant sky flickers behind the eyes.
Echoes of thought overflow and resound,
Carrying you into the cosmic void.
Weightless, drifting on and on,
Swimming through a sea without time.
Why am I here? Where am I going?
Hail Amitabha Buddha — disappearing.
The wind is gone,
The fire sleeps,
The river dreams of stillness.
Breath returns,
Blood ignites,
And tears begin to fall.
When the wish to let go is spoken,
A nameless force grabs your arm.
A powerful presence cries, “Return,”
Tearing through space, splitting the air.
Someone breathes life back into you —
The pain in your throat proves you’re alive.
Cold hands touch your face,
Hail Amitabha Buddha — trembling.
Open your eyes — that sun again,
More blinding than hell, this reality.
The shadow who gave you water
Seemed to smile.
Hail Amitabha Buddha — dissolving.
The wind is gone,
The fire sleeps,
The river dreams of stillness.
Breath returns,
Blood ignites,
And tears begin to fall.
Unraveling.
Liner Notes
“Buddha” was written in a single burst, carried by the heightened energy of the night.
As I was writing, an image formed in my mind:
a lone figure walking through the desert, slowly losing strength, and eventually collapsing.
Rather than overthinking it, I let the words spill out almost instinctively, as if striking the page.
Because of that, the song ended up with a distinctly unique and intriguing world of its own.
I’ve long had an interest in Buddhism and the figure of the Buddha, but instead of exploring these ideas philosophically, I wanted to introduce them naturally—as symbolic elements within a story.
At first, I wrote the lyrics using the phrase “Namu Amida Butsu,” but it proved difficult to make it work musically.
By replacing it with the English expression “Hail Amitabha Buddha,” the image suddenly became clear and the song found its shape.
Musically, the track originally leaned toward smooth jazz, but once the lyrics were added, an Eastern, mystical atmosphere began to emerge.
That combination transformed it into a deeply evocative and captivating piece.
