Текст и перевод песни Galileo Galilei - 夏空

夏空

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100年後でも破れない
それを君は笑って嬉しそうに話したよ
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
ワタシ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 大人になったふり
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抜けるなら
横道の途中で顔だして何度でも君に会えるよ
Good luck 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
Good luck 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

Summer Sky

If we can protect each and every one of our dreams,
The promise we made under the summer sky won't break even after 100 years.
You talked about it with a smile, looking so happy.
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.
Because my life isn't as simple as I thought it would be.
The part of myself I can't throw away, pretending to be an adult.
When I look around, 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, probably.

If we can choose our path amidst our anxieties,
I'll show my face along the side roads and meet you again and again.
Good luck, even if the hand-drawn map gets smudged and becomes unreadable,
This unwavering feeling of mine will always give me the courage to look back.

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

So 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 let fly 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, and I won't let go until I see you through.

I'll paint over this era, faded by resignation and assumptions,
With an awakening blue, like I'm erasing it all.
I draw a map. Even if it's erased, we won't get lost.

The 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 languid world.
Let's release a promise, free of pretty lies, into the cloudless sky.