🎵 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 sekai  yogosu
 
  no nai amari ni awai
 ishiki ni wa sonna  ga
  itsuka no chikai
  todaete kieru
 
  wo naderu you na kirisame mo shitataka ni hibi wo nagasu
 
  wa dare dai
 GARIREO GARIREI?
 dare  egakenai fuukeiga
 nani ga tadashii nani ga 
 bokura  sekai wo yogosu
 
 itsuwari wa nai kyoshoku  nai
 sonna joudan wa  ga
 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
 
 aa...  nanika wo
 hora soushitsu wa ima ni mo kuchi wo akete boku wo 
 hamabe de nami ga saratta 
 umi no soko ni wa omoi ga furitsumotte  da
 
  wa nai kyoshoku nado nai
 moto moto  sonna fuukeiga
 wasurerarenai  to no chikai
 sore dake ga boku no 
 
 kokoro utsusu you na samidare  itsuka wa nakiyamu kana
 hoho wo naderu you na kirisame ga shitataka  hibi wo nagasu
 
 No deceptions,  affectations
 That's the kind of landscape picture it was 
 Adding  the future with a paintbrush
  the ones that pollute the world
 
 Colorless, oh so 
 Is  kind of landscape remaining in my consciousness
 Can't forget that  from my past
 But even  will wither and disappear
 
 Drizzling rain  against my cheek steadily washes the days away
 
 Who are 
 Galileo Galilei?
 A landscape painting no  can draw
  is right? Why so sad?
 We're the ones  the world
 
 No deceptions,  affectations
  my kind of joke
 Can't tell anyone about the  from my past
 That's my one  of pride
 
 Will I lose sight of my vivid memories  you?
 The crybaby rainy sky taps  the windows and washes the days away
 
 Ahh... Losing 
 See Loss is about to  its mouth and swallow me whole
 Shells on the  carried away by the waves
 Mounds of  piling deep down in the bottom of the ocean
 
 No  no affectations
 That's the kind of landscape picture it was 
  forget the promise we exchanged
 That's  one source of pride
 
 The May rain mirroring my  may eventually cease to weep
 Drizzling rain  against my cheek steadily washes the days away