Paroles et traduction Last Note. - オサナナブルー

オサナナブルー

"51日間その丘で
日が落ちる空
続けて見届けたら､
恋が叶う"
熱弁する私に
呆れを隠すことなく
アイツは夏空を仰ぐ―
そんな噂を鵜呑みにする
ワケはないでしょっ!?
やだやだ!
｢ついにオマエも
末期か｣
なんて心外です
馬鹿を見るような
目はやめて?
願掛けみたいなモノ､
だよだよ!?
追い詰められてきたらさ､
そーゆーのも必要だもん
｢言い出すと聞かない｡
まるで子供だ｣なんて
聞き入れる気がない
やるって決めたから!
恋をして
わかることがあった
もっと好きになった
ムキになった 気になって
泣いてないって
小さな勇気の欠片を
51の日に集め
想いよあの空に届け―
アイツは仏頂面で
不貞腐れてるみたい
大体! そんな
イヤなら毎日
付き合わなけりゃ
いいじゃない?もう!
｢暗くなって危ない｣
しつこく子供扱い!?
｢どうせ続きっこない｣
はいはい､見ててよね!
キミだから
こんなに自然体で
いられるのかな?って
叶って欲しい恋を
秘めて思うよ
幾つもの失恋を
いつも慰めてくれた
アイツにこの想い届け―
思春期爆発して
疎遠になっちゃったり
背も伸びて視線の高さ
だってさ
色んなことが
変わっていって
幼馴染って難しいな｡
ムズ痒いな｡｡
恥ずかしいな､
あぁ...
51回目の
陽が落ちる空
丘の上に並んだ二つの影
｢今度は誰に恋したの?
応援する｣と
零す彼の手を握る
"―そんな
キミだから､恋をした"
不機嫌そうな顔に
赤みさしちゃってさ
照れ隠しの癖は
変わらないよね
そんなところも好き､
って今頃気付いたの
｢...遅いよ｣って
つねらないでっ!

Osananajimi Blue

"If you watch the sunset
from that hill for 51 days,
your love will come true,"
they say.
You look at the summer sky,
making no effort to hide your disbelief,
as I passionately declare this.
There's no way you'd fall for
such a silly rumor, right!?
No way, no way!
"Have you finally lost it?"
you say, and I'm offended.
Don't look at me
like I'm some kind of fool, okay?
It's just like a charm,
you know, you know!?
When things get tough,
we all need something like that.
"Once you get an idea,
you never let it go. Just like a child,"
you say, unwilling to listen.
I've made up my mind!
Falling in love
made me realize something.
My feelings grew stronger,
I became more stubborn, more concerned.
I'm not crying,
I'm just gathering fragments of courage
over 51 days.
My feelings, reach that sky!
With a grumpy face,
you seem sulking.
Come on! If you hate it that much,
you don't have to come with me
every day, you know? Geez!
"It's dangerous when it gets dark,"
you say, treating me like a child again!?
"You won't last anyway,"
you scoff. Just watch me!
Is it because it's you
that I can be so natural?
I wonder...
With a secret wish,
I hope this love comes true.
You've always comforted me
through countless heartbreaks.
These feelings, reach him!
Puberty exploded,
we drifted apart.
Our heights grew,
our eye levels changed,
you know...
So many things
have changed.
Being childhood friends is hard.
It's awkward...
It's embarrassing,
ah...
The 51st time,
the sun sets.
Two shadows stand side by side on the hill.
"Who are you in love with this time?
I'll support you," you say,
and I grab your hand.
"It's you,
I'm in love with you."
Your annoyed face
blushes red.
You still have that habit
of hiding your embarrassment,
don't you?
I like that about you too,
I just realized it now.
"...That's too late," you say.
Hey, don't pinch me!