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小さな幸せ

どんな大きな失敗もあるけど
いつかは笑って生きていけるように
誰だって心に隙間や傷があるもんさ
そう君が笑えば僕も嬉しくて

欲望の渦に飲まれる都会だけど
時代の波に飲まれる田舎だけど
諦めや悲しみと どう付き合ったらいい
体だけは大事にと母の言葉

春の木漏れ日の中に希望の光探しているよ
遠回りしてもいつか出逢えるかな 小さな幸せ

泣いて泣き疲れた夜は
誰かに心から甘えてみたいのさ
どんなに強く生きていくでも
優しさを知らずには眠れない
春の東京 月明かり
耳鳴りがするような静かな光
記憶の中の千本桜 花が満開

もしも大きな幸せの中で
失くしてしまった日々の愛しい香り
何度も何度でも過去は振り返れるけれど
過去は一度も振り向いてくれない

化石みたいな夢でもまだ微かに温かい訳は
使い古された言葉 目の前の今しかないから

人混みを掻き分けながら
自分もその一人と気づいたとき
携帯電話の履歴ボタン 誰の声が聞きたかったんだ
夕焼け小焼け東麻布 鋭く尖った東京タワーの先
空に浮かんだひつじ雲 あの頃のままかい?

春の風は幻か 公園のブランコ揺れて
小さい子供たちの笑い声が響き渡る

小さな花のような幸せ
色とりどりの小さな幸せを
咲かせるために生きていきたいな
愛する者に捧げた人生
春の東京 薄紅の桜並木が風に揺られているよ
そう君の笑顔にも似た美しい花が咲いている

Little Happiness

There will be big failures,
But someday I want to live laughing it all off.
Everyone has gaps and wounds in their hearts.
So, when you smile, it makes me happy too.

The city swallows you up in a whirlpool of desires,
The countryside is swallowed by the waves of time.
How can I live with resignation and sadness?
"Just take care of yourself", my mother's words.

In the spring sunshine filtering through the trees, I'm searching for a ray of hope.
Even if it's a roundabout way, I wonder if I can find it someday, a little happiness.

On nights when I've cried myself to exhaustion,
I want to lean on someone with all my heart.
No matter how strong I try to live,
I can't fall asleep without knowing kindness.
Spring in Tokyo, moonlight.
A quiet light that makes my ears ring.
A thousand cherry blossoms in full bloom, from my memories.

If in the midst of great happiness,
I lose the precious scent of daily life.
I can look back on the past over and over again,
But the past never looks back at me.

Even fossil-like dreams are still slightly warm, which means
Worn-out words, all we have is the present moment in front of us.

Pushing my way through the crowds,
The moment I realize I'm one of them.
The call history button on my phone, whose voice did I want to hear?
Sunset glow in Higashi Azabu, the sharp tip of Tokyo Tower.
Sheep-shaped clouds floating in the sky, are they still the same as back then?

The spring breeze is an illusion, the park swing swaying.
The laughter of young children echoes.

Happiness like a small flower,
Colorful little happiness,
I want to live to make them bloom.
A life dedicated to the one I love.
Spring in Tokyo, pale pink cherry blossom trees swaying in the wind.
Yes, beautiful flowers are blooming, resembling your smile.