Текст и перевод песни Kiyoshi Hikawa - ヨイトマケの唄

ヨイトマケの唄

父ちゃんの為なら エンヤコラ
母ちゃんの為なら エンヤコラ
も一つおまけに エンヤコラ

今も聞こえる ヨイトマケの唄
今も聞こえる あの子守唄
工事現場の ひる休み
たばこふかして 目を閉じりゃ
聞こえてくるよ あの唄が
働く土方の あの唄が
貧しい土方の あの唄が

子供の頃に 小学校で
ヨイトマケの子供
きたない子供 と
いじめぬかれて はやされて
くやし涙に くれながら
泣いて 帰った道すがら
母ちゃんの働くとこを見た
母ちゃんの働くとこを見た

姉さんかむりで 泥にまみれて
日に灼けながら 汗を流して
男にまじって 綱を引き
天に向って 声あげて
力の限り 唄ってた
母ちゃんの働くとこを見た
母ちゃんの働くとこを見た

慰めてもらおう 抱いてもらおうと
息をはずませ 帰ってはきたが
母ちゃんの姿 みたときに
泣いた涙も 忘れはて
帰っていったよ学校へ
勉強するよ と 言いながら
勉強するよ と 言いながら

あれから何年 たった事だろ
高校も出たし 大学も出た
今じゃ機械の 世の中で
おまけに僕は エンジニア
苦労 苦労で 死んでった
母ちゃん見てくれ この姿
母ちゃん見てくれ この姿

何度か僕も ぐれかけたけど
やくざな道は ふまずにすんだ
どんなきれいな唄よりも
どんなきれいな声よりも
僕をはげまし 慰めた
母ちゃんの唄こそ 世界一
母ちゃんの唄こそ 世界一

今も聞こえる ヨイトマケの唄
今も聞こえる あの子守唄
父ちゃんの為なら エンヤコラ
子供の為なら エンヤコラ

Yoitomake no Uta (Song of the Laborer)

For my dad's sake, heave-ho!
For my mom's sake, heave-ho!
And one more time, heave-ho!

I can still hear the yoitomake song.
I can still hear that lullaby.
Lunch break at the construction site,
Smoking a cigarette, closing my eyes,
I can hear that song,
The song of the working laborers,
The song of the poor laborers.

When I was a child, in elementary school,
A laborer's child,
A dirty child,
I was bullied and teased,
In bitter tears, I cried,
Crying, on my way home,
I saw my mother working.
I saw my mother working.

With a towel wrapped around her head, covered in mud,
Sunburned, sweating,
Among the men, pulling the rope,
Raising her voice to the sky,
She sang with all her might.
I saw my mother working.
I saw my mother working.

Hoping to be comforted, to be held,
I rushed home, breathless,
But when I saw my mother,
I forgot my tears,
And went back to school.
Saying, "I'll study hard,"
Saying, "I'll study hard."

How many years have passed since then?
I graduated from high school and university.
Now, in a world of machines,
I'm an engineer.
You worked so hard, Mom, and died,
Mom, look at me now.
Mom, look at me now.

I almost strayed a few times,
But I avoided the path of the yakuza.
More than any beautiful song,
More than any beautiful voice,
It was my mother's song that encouraged and comforted me.
My mother's song is the best in the world.
My mother's song is the best in the world.

I can still hear the yoitomake song.
I can still hear that lullaby.
For my dad's sake, heave-ho!
For my children's sake, heave-ho!