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『ことろことろ』は、日本に昔から伝わる鬼ごっこのひとつです。
子供たちは列になり、前を見て鬼から自分たちを守る遊びです。
後ろを気にする余裕は、きっとありません。

本作では、その遊びをもとに
独自の解釈で一つの物語として作曲しました。
楽しんでいただけたら幸いです。

さて、あなたの背には
誰の手が乗るのでしょうか？

“Kotorokotoro” is one of the traditional children’s chasing games passed down in Japan.
The children form a line, facing forward, believing it will protect them from the “it.”
There is hardly any room to worry about what happens behind them.

In this piece, we took that game as a starting point
and composed it as a single story through our own interpretation.
We hope you enjoy it.

Now then—
whose hand rests upon your back?

#ことろことろ #オリジナル曲 #創作 #suno #sunoai #rock #音楽 #original #ai
　
※この楽曲はAIを使用して制作したオリジナル曲です。
🎤 歌詞・構成・キャラ設定はすべて自作で制作しています。

◆Below is the English translation of the lyrics.

Ko-toro kotoro
That child kotoro
Behind kotoro

Children lined up, hands clasped
Whose hand is warm?
The one at the very back, I don't know their face
Walk in line and I can't tell
With everyone there, it's not scary
Three, four people, increasing in number
Which child lines up at the end?
The uncalled name at my feet

Look ahead and protect them
Wait? Who am I supposed to protect?

Kotoro, kotoro, the demon is here
In the hand behind me, beyond that
Kotoro, kotoro, unaware
Pulling while still holding on
One by one, the numbers decrease
Slipping from the clasped hand
How many were there?
Already no time to count

The lined-up voices grow faint
The laughing mouth is gone
The back is too close
I can only see my feet
The protection is thick, forward only
Cannot turn back, forward, forward
Don't know what's behind
Whose hand rests on my back?

The unstoppable line, where does it go?
Where am I heading?

Kotoro, kotoro, the serpent is here
In the hand behind me, beyond that
Kotoro, kotoro, unaware
Pulling while still connected
One by one, the numbers decrease
Swallowed by the clasped hand
This skin that touches my back
Is no longer human

The hand I clasped, where is it?
Before me, who stands there?

Kotoro, kotoro, the demon is here
There is no one else, only me
Kotoro, kotoro, the serpent is here
Cold hands rest upon my back
Pulling while still holding on
Kotoro, kotoro, the numbers decrease
Pushed forward is
My turn