Текст и перевод песни Kiyoshiro Imawano - His Whistle

His Whistle

あいつの口笛が どこからか聞こえる
かすれた口笛が 君にも聞こえるだろう

自転車を盗まれ うちひしがれている時
どこからかあいつが やって来てくれた
口笛吹きながら 長い影を連れて
なつかしい笑顔の 古い友達さ

遠い旅の途中で ふと立ちどまる時
かすれた口笛が 聞こえた気がしたんだ

オレンジ色の風が 青い朝の道を
ゆっくりと走り出す 旅はどこまでも

オレンジ色の風が 青い朝の道を
ゆっくりと走り出す 旅はどこまでも

His Whistle

I can hear his whistle somewhere
You can hear his hoarse whistle, too

When my bike was stolen and I was feeling down
He came to me from somewhere
Whistling, with a long shadow behind him
An old friend with a nostalgic smile

If I stop for a moment on my long journey
I feel like I can hear his hoarse whistle

The orange wind starts to blow gently down the blue morning road
The journey continues forever

The orange wind starts to blow gently down the blue morning road
The journey continues forever