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