🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: ムスタング/ Mustang - Asian Kung-Fu Generation

 作詩：後藤正文 作曲：後藤正文・山田貴洋
 
 偽りはない　虚飾などない
 もともとはそんな風景画
 絵筆を使い書き足す未来
 僕らが世界を汚す
 
 彩りのない　あまりに淡い
 意識にはそんな情景が
 忘れられない　いつかの誓い
 それすら途絶えて消える
 
 頬を撫でるような霧雨も強かに日々を流す
 
 君は誰だい
 ガリレオ・ガリレイ？
 誰も描けない風景画
 何が正しい　何が悲しい
 僕らが世界を汚す
 
 偽りはない　虚飾などない
 そんな冗談は言うまいが
 誰にも言えない　いつかの誓い
 それだけが僕の誇り
 
 鮮やかな君の面影も僕は見失うかな
 窓を叩くような泣き虫の梅雨空が日々を流す
 
 嗚呼…なくす何かを
 ほら　喪失は今にも口を開けて僕を飲み込んで
 浜辺で波がさらった貝殻
 海の底には想いが降り積もっているんだ
 
 偽りはない　虚飾などない
 もともとはそんな風景画
 忘れられない　君との誓い
 それだけが僕の誇り
 
 心映すような五月雨もいつかは泣き止むかな
 頬を撫でるような霧雨が強かに日々を流す
 
 itsuwari wa nai kyoshoku  nai
 moto  wa sonna fuukeiga
  wo tsukai kakitasu mirai
 bokura ga  wo yogosu
 
 irodori  nai amari ni awai
 ishiki ni wa sonna  ga
 wasurerarenai  no chikai
 soresura  kieru
 
 hoho wo naderu you na kirisame  shitataka ni hibi wo nagasu
 
  wa dare dai
 GARIREO GARIREI?
 dare  egakenai fuukeiga
 nani ga tadashii nani  kanashii
 bokura  sekai wo yogosu
 
 itsuwari wa nai  nado nai
 sonna  wa iumai ga
 dare ni mo  itsuka no chikai
 sore dake ga boku  hokori
 
 azayaka na kimi no omokage mo boku wa  kana
 mado wo tataku you  nakimushi no tsuyuzora ga hibi wo nagasu
 
 aa... nakusu nanika 
 hora soushitsu wa ima  mo kuchi wo akete boku wo nomikonde
 hamabe de  ga saratta kaigara
 umi no soko ni wa  ga furitsumotte irun da
 
  wa nai kyoshoku nado nai
 moto moto wa  fuukeiga
 wasurerarenai kimi to  chikai
 sore  ga boku no hokori
 
 kokoro  you na samidare mo itsuka wa nakiyamu kana
 hoho wo naderu you na kirisame ga shitataka  hibi wo nagasu
 
 No  no affectations
 That's the kind of landscape picture it was 
  to the future with a paintbrush
 We're the ones  pollute the world
 
 Colorless, oh  pale
 Is the kind of  remaining in my consciousness
 Can't forget that promise from  past
 But even  will wither and disappear
 
 Drizzling rain brushing against my cheek steadily washes the days 
 
  are you?
 Galileo Galilei?
 A landscape painting no one can 
 What is right? Why  sad?
 We're the ones  the world
 
 No  no affectations
 Not my kind of 
 Can't tell anyone about the promise from  past
 That's my one  of pride
 
  I lose sight of my vivid memories of you?
 The crybaby rainy sky taps against the windows and washes the  away
 
 Ahh...  something
 See Loss is about to open its mouth  swallow me whole
 Shells on the  carried away by the waves
 Mounds of emotions piling  down in the bottom of the ocean
 
  deceptions, no affectations
 That's the kind of landscape  it was originally
 Can't forget the promise  exchanged
 That's  one source of pride
 
 The May rain mirroring my heart may eventually cease  weep
 Drizzling rain brushing against my cheek  washes the days away