🎵 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  kyoshoku nado nai
 moto moto  sonna fuukeiga
 efude wo tsukai  mirai
  ga sekai wo yogosu
 
 irodori no nai amari ni 
 ishiki  wa sonna jyoukei ga
 wasurerarenai  no chikai
 soresura  kieru
 
 hoho wo naderu you na kirisame mo shitataka ni  wo nagasu
 
 kimi wa dare 
 GARIREO GARIREI?
 dare mo egakenai 
 nani ga  nani ga kanashii
 bokura  sekai wo yogosu
 
  wa nai kyoshoku nado nai
 sonna joudan wa  ga
 dare ni mo  itsuka no chikai
 sore dake  boku no hokori
 
 azayaka na kimi no omokage mo boku wa  kana
 mado wo tataku you  nakimushi no tsuyuzora ga hibi wo nagasu
 
 aa... nakusu  wo
 hora soushitsu wa ima ni  kuchi wo akete boku wo nomikonde
 hamabe de nami ga saratta 
 umi no soko ni wa  ga furitsumotte irun da
 
 itsuwari wa nai kyoshoku nado 
 moto  wa sonna fuukeiga
 wasurerarenai kimi to  chikai
 sore dake  boku no hokori
 
 kokoro utsusu you na samidare mo  wa nakiyamu kana
 hoho wo  you na kirisame ga shitataka ni hibi wo nagasu
 
  deceptions, no affectations
 That's the kind of landscape  it was originally
  to the future with a paintbrush
 We're the ones that  the world
 
  oh so pale
 Is the kind  landscape remaining in my consciousness
 Can't forget  promise from my past
 But even that  wither and disappear
 
 Drizzling rain brushing against my  steadily washes the days away
 
 Who are 
 Galileo Galilei?
 A landscape painting no one can 
 What is right?  so sad?
 We're  ones polluting the world
 
 No deceptions,  affectations
 Not my kind of 
 Can't tell anyone about the promise from  past
 That's my one source of 
 
 Will I lose  of my vivid memories of you?
 The crybaby rainy sky taps against the windows  washes the days away
 
 Ahh...  something
 See Loss is about to open its mouth and swallow me 
 Shells on the shore carried away by the 
 Mounds of emotions piling deep down in the  of the ocean
 
  deceptions, no affectations
 That's  kind of landscape picture it was originally
 Can't forget  promise we exchanged
 That's my one  of pride
 
 The May rain mirroring my  may eventually cease to weep
 Drizzling rain brushing against my cheek steadily washes the days