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