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