Текст и перевод песни Kenshi Yonezu - POP SONG

POP SONG

ちゃらけた愛を歌ってるベイビー 煌めいてシックなメロディ
誰も見当たらない 夜がまたひとつ
頭空っぽチープなハーモニー 誰だって愛されたいのに
いらないことばかり 口をつく始末

どうしちゃったの皆 そんな面で見んな
まともじゃないよあなた方 あー喧々諤々さんざっぱら
雨に唄えば なんて晴れやかだ
さぞかし大層楽しかろ あーりんりんらんらんあっぱっぱらぱー

One, two, three で愛を込めて もう一生遊ぼうぜ
準備してきたもの全てばら撒いて
そうさどうせ何もかも 全部くだらねえ
君だけの歌歌ってくれ
それもまた全部くだらねえ

だらけた恋がしたいのさレイディ モラリスト呆れるセオリー
嫌なことばかり 春が過ぎていく
猫足のバスタブでフライバイ 飛んじゃってお茶の子さいさい
唱える呪文は ビビデバビビデブー
ウーフー

(One, two, three)
我がストーリー 愛の成す通り
生きてたい夢中に 全てが遊びの様に
異常にくだらねえよ何もかも
君だけの歌歌ってくれ (one, two, three)

どうかしてる どうかしてる あいつもそいつもみんな変だ
ちょっとついていけない 楽しめない イカれてるエクスタシー
どうかしてる どうかしてる 全てが全部くだらねえんだ
君だけの歌歌ってくれ
(One, two, three)

素晴らしいほど馬鹿馬鹿しい
これぞ求めていた人生
君は誰だ 教えてくれよ
どうせ何もないだろう？

喧しいこと甚だしい
これぞ価値のある人生
誰でもいいけど君がいいんだよ
愛を歌っておくれ
それもまた全部くだらねえ

POP SONG

Baby, why're you singing such frivolous love songs? They have shiny but simple melodies.
Nobody's around. Another night has fallen.
My brain is empty. There's only this hackneyed harmony. Everyone craves love,
But I just keep saying things I don't mean.

What's wrong with you people? Why are you all looking at me like that?
You're all crazy. You're nothing but a bunch of noisy, gibbering fools.
Singing in the rain, how refreshing.
You must be so happy. Hip-hip-hooray, ha-ha-ha-ha.

On the count of three, let's give love our all and play around forever.
We'll throw everything we've got out into the open.
Because, anyway, it's all pointless.
Darling, sing me your song.
That's pointless too.

Lady, I want to have a lazy love. Morals are for prudes.
All these negative thoughts. Spring is passing me by.
I'll fly away on a floating bathtub. It'll be a piece of cake.
My magic words are Bibbidi-Bobbidi-Boo.
Woof!

(On the count of three)
My story will go wherever love takes me.
I live for passion. It's all a game to me.
Everything is pointless beyond belief.
Darling, sing me your song. (On the count of three)

You're crazy. You're all crazy. You're all messed up.
I can't keep up. I can't enjoy this. This is insane ecstasy.
You're crazy. You're all crazy. It's all pointless.
Darling, sing me your song.
(On the count of three)

How wonderfully absurd.
This is the life I've been searching for.
Who are you? Tell me.
You're probably nothing, right?

This is beyond noisy.
This is a life worth living.
You're a nobody, but you're my somebody.
Sing me a love song.
That, too, is pointless.