心之助 – VINTAGE (feat. SOUTH BLUE) 歌詞 ( Lyrics)

あの恋はvintage
捨てられずに残ってる
アンコールない人生
あの友達は空の上
胸の痛みはアールグレイ
夕焼け映すlong way
迷いながらも生きてる
今もこうして 寄せては返す波の上
愛の意味失ってから知る
水がやれる場所にこそ花は咲く
近い場所にいるほど会いに行かなくて
今は無いものねだり
砂に書いたふたりの名前
波にさらわれていくの
LINEのトーク履歴みたく消えては
胸の中にだけ残ってる
君と夢の中で会えたなら別れの意味を乞う
夕影に重ね遥か遠くみては風が舞う
みたくもない過去 いつになれば振り向ける
君がいた場所 手を伸ばしてすり抜ける
そばにいない時も感じた愛
願う俺ら未来に乾杯
明日会えなくなるかもわかんない だから今言う
心のアルバムの中の記憶のページも
数えた花びらもふと落ちていく足元
思い出すとfall in fall in
気持ちがまだfall in fall in
波の音のように
繰り返しめくったページ
裸足で飛び出した夕方
探した君の匂いがまだ
残ってる気がする
夕焼けに染まる白いシャツ
懐かしいなこの思いに
囚われた過去のラブストーリー
I was so drunk
I was so drunk
そうあの恋は過去のビンテージ
あの香りがすると
通るたび思い出すよ
(Oh)今は桜が咲いてるよ。
と伝える事も無くて
でも記憶は消えなくて
何年もの時間を越え
あの香りがする方へ
心のアルバムの中の記憶のページも
数えた花びらもふと落ちていく足元
思い出すとfall in fall in
気持ちがまだfall in fall in
波の音のように
繰り返しめくったページ
あの恋はvintage
捨てられずに残ってる
アンコールない人生
あの友達は空の上
胸の痛みはアールグレイ
夕焼け映すlong way
迷いながらも生きてる
今もこうして 寄せては返す波の上

ano koi wa vintage
suterarezu ni nokotteru
ankōru nai jinsei
ano tomodachi wa sora no ue
mune no itami wa āru gurei
yūyake utsusu long way
mayoinagara mo ikiteru
ima mo kōshite yosete wa kaesu nami no ue
ai no imi ushinatte kara shiru
mizu ga yareru basho ni koso hana wa saku
chikai basho ni iru hodo ai ni ikanakute
ima wa naimononedari
suna ni kaita futari no namae
nami ni sarawareteikuno
LINE no tōku rireki mitaku kiete wa
mune no naka ni dake nokotteru
kun to yume no naka de aetanara wakare no imi o kō
yūkage ni kasane haruka tōku mite wa kaze ga mau
mitaku mo nai kako itsu ni nareba furimukeru
kun ga ita bashoshu o nobashite surinukeru
soba ni inai toki mo kanjita ai
negau orera mirai ni kanpai
ashita aenaku naru kamo wakannaidakara ima iu
kokoro no arubamu no naka no kioku no pēji mo
kazoeta hanabira mo futo ochiteiku ashimoto
omoidasuto fall in fall in
kimochi ga mada fall in fall in
nami no oto no yō ni
kurikaeshi mekutta pēji
hadashi de tobidashita yūgata
sagashita kimi no nioi ga mada
nokotteru ki ga suru
yūyake ni somaru shiroi shatsu
natsukashīna kono omoi ni
torawareta kako no rabusutōrī
I was so drunk
I was so drunk
sō ano koi wa kako no bintēji
ano kaori ga suruto
tōru tabi omoidasuyo
( Oh ) ima wa sakura ga saiteruyo .
to tsutaeru koto mo nakute
demo kioku wa kienakute
nan nen mo no jikan o koe
ano kaori ga suru hō e
kokoro no arubamu no naka no kioku no pēji mo
kazoeta hanabira mo futo ochiteiku ashimoto
omoidasuto fall in fall in
kimochi ga mada fall in fall in
nami no oto no yō ni
kurikaeshi mekutta pēji
ano koi wa vintage
suterarezu ni nokotteru
ankōru nai jinsei
ano tomodachi wa sora no ue
mune no itami wa āru gurei
yūyake utsusu long way
mayoinagara mo ikiteru
ima mo kōshite yosete wa kaesu nami no ue

That love was vintage.
Stay without being thrown away.
Life without repetition
That friend is in the sky.
Chest pain is Earl Gray.
Dragon road reflected by sunset glow
Although confused, I am still alive.
It's the same now, on the waves that come back and forth.
I don't know until I lose the meaning of love
Flowers can only bloom where they can be watered.
The closer we get, the less we meet.
Forcing what we don't have now.
The names of two people written in the sand.
Be swept away by the waves
Disappeared like conversation record on LINE.
Just stay in my heart
If I can see you in my dream, I will beg for parting.
Sunsets overlap, and the wind flies in the distance.
When can I turn back when I don't want to see the past?
Reach out and sneak past where you are.
Love you feel when you're not around.
May we drink to the future.
Maybe I won't see you tomorrow, so say it now.
So is the memory page in the soul album.
Counted petals also suddenly fall at the foot.
In retrospect, it is failure.
Not in a good mood yet
Just like the sound of waves.
A page turned over and over again
Running barefoot in the evening
I'm looking for you. You don't taste good yet
It feels like there's still
A white shirt dyed red by the sunset glow
I miss this memory.
Love stories of the imprisoned past.
I was so drunk
I was so drunk
That's right, that love is retro in the past.
As soon as I smell that smell,
I remember it every time I pass by.
(Oh) Now the cherry blossoms are in bloom.
Didn't tell him either.
But the memory has not disappeared.
Spanning several years.
Give it to the person who smells good.
So is the memory page in the soul album.
Counted petals also suddenly fall at the foot.
In retrospect, it is failure.
Not in a good mood yet
Just like the sound of waves.
A page turned over and over again
That love was vintage.
Stay without being thrown away.
Life without repetition
That friend is in the sky.
Chest pain is Earl Gray.
Dragon road reflected by sunset glow
Although confused, I am still alive.
It's the same now, on the waves that come back and forth.