Paroles et traduction NORIKIYO feat. OMSB - 春風

春風

別にあの頃へ戻りてぇんじゃねぇけどさ 若干ね...
そりゃBlueな春は去ったけど 一生言わねぇよCut ya hands
ここを去る者へ 追っかけるとかしねぇぞ 行っといで
そりゃBlueな春は去ったけど...

寂しいけどさよならBye Bye 二の句には声高に希望語る
悪いけど俺の耳には失言 旅は道連れ それが苦しくても
憂鬱な言葉降る蝉時雨 "別に私あなたじゃなくても良いんです"
隣の芝青くてillness 頷くフリして遠く先見つめる
今去れば全てがミステイク 向こう見ずにRun 昔の自分へ
顔向けの1つだって出来やしねぇ 去ってゆく奴、常に戒め
笑って送ってやりてえ でもあっそと返す決まりです
やがて来る刺す様な紫外線 俺に巡るまで君を見ないで (Like this)

別にあの頃へ戻りてぇんじゃねぇけどさ 若干ね...
そりゃBlueな春は去ったけど 一生言わねぇよCut ya hands
ここを去る者へ 追っかけるとかしねぇぞ 行っといで
そりゃBlueな春は去ったけど...

あの日遊び半分で握ったマイク 好きだったGnjaの銘柄をFlow
あれはあれで まぁ正解だと思う くだらねぇ曲だけどさ宝物
それをダチに聴かせてさおもしれぇ で今聴いて顔から火出そうだとしても
２度とはもうねぇ Good old days 今日も陽は昇りゃまた落ちていく
芽出て木に成りゃするさ枝分かれ 日々の暮らしに追われるその中で
それぞれ違った和音を押さえて奏でる そりゃそれで仕方ねぇそれもサダメ
あの日々が俺たちにとって今日どうあれ 辿ってみりゃ幹に沿って思う
一緒に馬鹿やったっけ それの分 一生変わる事ねぇ俺のRoots

別にあの頃へ戻りてぇんじゃねぇけどさ 若干ね...
そりゃBlueな春は去ったけど 一生言わねぇよCut ya hands
ここを去る者へ 追っかけるとかしねぇぞ 行っといで
そりゃBlueな春は去ったけど...

Spring Breeze

I don't really want to go back to those days, but... a little bit.
Sure, the blue spring has passed, but I'll never say Cut your hands.
To those who are leaving this place, I won't chase after you; go ahead.
Sure, the blue spring has passed, but...

It's lonely, but goodbye. Bye Bye. I'll loudly voice my hopes in the second verse.
Sorry, but that sounds like a slip of the tongue to me. A journey is for company, even if it's painful.
Depressing words fall like cicada drizzle. "I don't really need you, you know."
The grass is always greener on the other side. I nod in agreement and stare into the distance.
If I left now, it would all be a mistake. I'll run blindly to my old self.
I can't even face you. Those who leave are always a warning.
I want to send you off with a smile, but I always end up saying "Whatever."
The scorching ultraviolet rays will soon be upon me. Until they reach me, I won't look at you. (Like this)

I don't really want to go back to those days, but... a little bit.
Sure, the blue spring has passed, but I'll never say Cut your hands.
To those who are leaving this place, I won't chase after you; go ahead.
Sure, the blue spring has passed, but...

That day, I held the microphone half-heartedly and rapped about my favorite Gnja brand.
That was that, and it was okay, I guess. It was a shitty song, but it's a treasure.
I played it for my friends and they said it was funny. Now, if I listened to it, I'd be mortified.
Those Good old days will never come again. The sun rises every day and then sets.
When a bud grows into a tree, it branches out. As we go about our daily lives,
each of us presses different chords and plays our own melodies. That's just the way it is.
No matter what those days mean to us today, when we trace them back, we think of the trunk.
We used to act like fools together. And that's something that will never change. It's my Roots.

I don't really want to go back to those days, but... a little bit.
Sure, the blue spring has passed, but I'll never say Cut your hands.
To those who are leaving this place, I won't chase after you; go ahead.
Sure, the blue spring has passed, but...