終わりなき旅 Originally Performed By Mr.Children - Orgel Sound J-Pop перевод на английский

終わりなき旅 Originally Performed By Mr.Children

息を切らしてさ 駆け抜けた道を 振り返りはしないのさ
ただ未来だけを見据えながら 放つ願い
カンナみたいにね 命を削ってさ 情熱を灯しては

また光と影を連れて 進むんだ
大きな声で 声をからして
愛されたいと歌っているんだよ
「ガキじゃあるまいし」自分に言い聞かすけど
また答え探してしまう

閉ざされたドアの向こうに 新しい何かが待っていて
きっときっとって 僕を動かしてる
いいことばかりでは無いさ でも次の扉をノックしたい
もっと大きなはずの自分を探す 終わりなき旅

誰と話しても 誰かと過ごしても 寂しさは募るけど
どこかに自分を必要としてる人がいる

憂鬱な恋に 胸が痛んで 愛されたいと泣いていたんだろう
心配ないぜ 時は無情な程に 全てを洗い流してくれる

難しく考え出すと 結局全てが嫌になって
そっとそっと 逃げ出したくなるけど
高ければ高い壁の方が 登った時気持ちいいもんな
まだ限界だなんて認めちゃいないさ

時代は混乱し続け その代償を探す
人はつじつまを合わす様に 形にはまってく
誰の真似もすんな 君は君でいい
生きる為のレシピなんてない ないさ

息を切らしてさ 駆け抜けた道を
振り返りはしないのさ
ただ未来へと夢を乗せて

閉ざされたドアの向こうに 新しい何かが待っていて
きっときっとって 君を動かしてる
いいことばかりでは無いさ でも次の扉をノックしよう
もっと素晴らしいはずの自分を探して

胸に抱え込んだ迷いが プラスの力に変わるように
いつも今日だって僕らは動いてる
嫌な事ばかりではないさ さあ次の扉をノックしよう
もっと大きなはずの自分を探す 終わりなき旅
終わりなき旅

Endless Journey Originally Performed By Mr.Children

Out of breath, I sprint down the path; I don't look back.
I only look forward, sending my wishes.
Just like Canna, I wear my life away and light my passion.

And again, I move forward with light and shadow.
I sing with a loud voice, straining my vocal cords.
I sing that I want to be loved.
I tell myself, "I'm not a child," but
I keep searching for answers.

Behind the closed door, something new awaits,
It drives me, saying, "Surely, surely."
It's not always good, but I want to knock on the next door.
I search for a self that's supposed to be greater, an endless journey.

I talk to everyone, I spend time with everyone, but my loneliness grows.
But somewhere, there's someone who needs me.

In a melancholy love, my heart aches, and I cry out to be loved.
Don't worry, time is so merciless that it washes everything away.

When I start overthinking, I end up hating everything.
And gently, gently, I want to run away.
But the higher the wall, the better it feels when I climb it.
I still don't admit that I've reached my limit.

The times keep changing, and the price of that change is sought.
People fit into a mold, looking for coherence.
Don't imitate anyone, you are enough as you are.
There's no recipe for living, there isn't.

Out of breath, I sprint down the path;
I don't look back.
I just carry my dreams into the future.

Behind the closed door, something new awaits,
It drives you, saying, "Surely, surely."
It's not always good, but let's knock on the next door.
Searching for a self that's supposed to be more wonderful.

May the doubts you hold in your heart be turned into positive power.
Today and every day, we keep moving.
It's not all bad, so let's knock on the next door.
Searching for a self that's supposed to be greater, an endless journey.
Endless journey.