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