Paroles et traduction Hideaki Tokunaga - 壊れかけのRadio - Live at ORIX THEATER / 2015

壊れかけのRadio - Live at ORIX THEATER / 2015

何も聞こえない 何も聞かせてくれない
僕の身体が昔より 大人になったからなのか
ベッドに置いていた 初めて買った黒いラジオ
いくつものメロディーが いくつもの時代を作った
思春期に少年から 大人に変わる
道を探していた 汚れもないままに
飾られた行きばのない 押し寄せる人波に
本当の幸せ教えてよ 壊れかけのRadio
いつも聞こえてた いつも聞かせてくれてた
窓ごしに空をみたら かすかな勇気が生まれた
ラジオは知っていた 僕の心をノックした
恋に破れそうな胸 やさしい風が手を振った
華やいだ祭りの後 静まる街を背に
星を眺めていた けがれもないままに
遠ざかる故郷の空 帰れない人波に
本当の幸せ教えてよ 壊れかけのRadio
ギターを弾いていた 次のコードも判らずに
迷子になりそうな夢 素敵な歌が導いた
思春期に少年から 大人に変わる
道を探していた 汚れもないままに
飾られた行きばのない 押し寄せる人波に
本当の幸せ教えてよ 壊れかけのRadio
華やいだ祭りの後 静まる街を背に
星を眺めていた けがれもないままに
遠ざかる故郷の空 帰れない人波に
本当の幸せ教えてよ 壊れかけのRadio
遠ざかる溢れた夢 帰れない人波に
本当の幸せ教えてよ 壊れかけのRadio

Radio on the Verge of Breaking - Live at ORIX THEATER / 2015

I can't hear anything. It won't let me hear anything.
Is it because my body has matured more than before?
The first black radio I ever bought, I used to keep by my bed.
So many melodies, and each one created a different era.
As a teenager on the cusp of manhood,
I was searching for my path, still pure and innocent.
Adorned with nowhere to go, swept up in a torrent of people,
Tell me, broken radio, what is true happiness?
You were always there, always answering me.
When I looked out the window at the sky, a glimmer of courage was born.
The radio knew, and it knocked on my heart.
My heart, broken from unrequited love, was waved to by a gentle breeze.
After the lively festival, with my back to the silent town,
I gazed at the stars, still pure and innocent.
The distant sky of my hometown, swept up in a torrent of people I couldn't return to,
Tell me, broken radio, what is true happiness?
I strummed my guitar, not knowing the next chord.
A dream that threatened to lose its way, guided by a beautiful song.
As a teenager on the cusp of manhood,
I was searching for my path, still pure and innocent.
Adorned with nowhere to go, swept up in a torrent of people,
Tell me, broken radio, what is true happiness?
After the lively festival, with my back to the silent town,
I gazed at the stars, still pure and innocent.
The distant sky of my hometown, swept up in a torrent of people I couldn't return to,
Tell me, broken radio, what is true happiness?
My overflowing dream, swept up in a torrent of people I couldn't return to,
Tell me, broken radio, what is true happiness?