Текст и перевод песни Galileo Galilei - NatsuZora - From THE FIRST TAKE

NatsuZora - From THE FIRST TAKE

僕らが一つ一つの夢を守りぬけるなら
夏空にした約束は 百年後でも破れない
それを君は笑って 嬉しそうに話してよ
時間をもがくその手を 僕は決して放さないからさ

朝日を待つよ 明日は嫌いだけど
友達と話すよ 人は苦手だけど
難しい歌を聴き始めたよ わたしの人生は思うほど
簡単には出来ていないから 捨てきれない自分 大人になったフリ
周りを見回しても大人の顔ばかり

好きだった歌が響かなくなったな
誰のせいでもない 僕のせいでもないんだろう

僕らが不安の中で 道を選びぬけるなら
横道の途中で顔だして 何度でも君に会えるよ
グッドラック 手描きの地図が滲んで読めなくなっても
迷いのないこの気持ちが いつでも振り返る勇気くれる

あの日 夏の青い空 首筋の汗と
吐き捨てた不満や不安と そして希望の数々
街に吹く乾いた風 大好きな風景
こじ開けた心の奥にぎゅうぎゅうにつめこんで

進んでく君の姿を見失わないように
何度でも空を仰いで確かめたって構わない

僕らがちぎって飛ばした 気持ちが街に消えてく
ビル風が髪を揺らして ぐしょぬれの心乾いたら
振り返る君は笑って 夏の終わりを告げてさ
気づいたら手を握ってた 見届けるまでは離さないよ

諦めと決めつけで色褪せた時代を 目の覚めるような青い色で
塗りつぶすように地図を描く 消されても僕らは迷わない

空を駆ける渡り鳥が 僕らに自由を歌ってる
震える君の掌を 確かめるように握りなおす
グッドラック 僕らの果ては けだるい世界の向こうで
綺麗事なしの約束 雲一つない空に放とう

NatsuZora - From THE FIRST TAKE

If we can protect each and every one of our dreams,
The promise we made under the summer sky won't break even after a hundred years.
You laugh about it, and talk about it so happily.
I'll never let go of your hand as you struggle against time.

I wait for the sunrise, even though I hate tomorrow.
I talk to my friends, even though I'm not good with people.
I started listening to complicated music. My life isn't as
easy as I thought it would be, so I can't abandon this part of myself, pretending to be an adult.
I look around and all I see are adult faces.

The songs I used to love don't resonate with me anymore.
It's not anyone's fault, it's not my fault either, I guess.

If we can choose our path amidst the anxiety,
I'll show my face along the side roads and see you again and again.
Good luck. Even if the hand-drawn map fades and becomes unreadable,
These unwavering feelings will always give me the courage to look back.

That day, the blue summer sky, the sweat on the nape of my neck,
The frustrations and anxieties I spat out, and all those hopes.
The dry wind blowing through the city, my favorite scenery,
I crammed them all tightly into the depths of my pried-open heart.

So that I don't lose sight of you moving forward,
It's okay to look up at the sky again and again to make sure.

The feelings we tore up and sent flying disappear into the city.
The building wind rustles my hair, and when my soaked heart dries,
You look back and smile, announcing the end of summer.
Before I knew it, I was holding your hand. I won't let go until I see you through.

I'll paint over this era, faded by resignation and assumptions, with a startling blue,
Drawing a map as if to erase it all. Even if it's erased, we won't get lost.

Migratory birds soaring through the sky sing of freedom to us.
I tighten my grip on your trembling hand, as if to reassure you.
Good luck. Our destination lies beyond this listless world.
Let's release a promise free of platitudes into the cloudless sky.