ammo – 紫春 歌詞 ( Lyrics)

はぁ とため息出るのはなぜ
価値の無い言葉に右へ左へ

窓からは夕立ちの匂い
夏と瞼が閉じる

八月の態度に苛つく
金はありませんが外は炎天下
茜色の空が目に染みる
日はもうじき落ちるらしい

風を切って汗をかいて
僕の手の傷はまた増えて
なのにどうして今日もこうして
息を吐いてまた吸うのでしょう

書き溜めた詩は時に僕をぶったり
心に貼る絆創膏になったり

諦めた恋は季節を越えずに
記憶の中でゆっくりと腐るだろう

口笛吹けばひゅるりひゅるり
帰り道次第に影は背伸び

鮮血の赤も青春の青も似合わなくなってしまったな
気が付けば秋 木が痩せれば冬

神様、春は来るでしょうか

風よ吹け僕を乗せて
覚めない夢の中まで 夜明けまで待ってたって
眠れない 神様はいらない

髪を切って歌詞を書いて
僕の手の平は脈を打って
だからこうして思考して
生きるのでしょう息をするのでしょう

口笛吹けばひゅるりひゅるり
帰り道次第に影は背伸び

僕の手の中はもう紫春に染まっている

haxa to tame iki de ru no ha naze
kati no na i kotoba ni migi he hidari he

mado kara ha yuuda ti no nio i
natu to mabuta ga to ziru

八 gatu no taido ni ira tuku
kin ha ari mase n ga soto ha entenka
akaneiro no sora ga me ni si miru
hi ha mouziki o tiru rasii

kaze wo ki xtu te ase wo kai te
boku no te no kizu ha mata hu e te
na no ni dou si te kyou mo kou si te
iki wo ha i te mata su u no desyo u

ka ki ta me ta si ha toki ni boku wo buxtu tari
kokoro ni ha ru bansoukou ni naxtu tari

akira me ta koi ha kisetu wo ko e zu ni
kioku no naka de yukkuri to kusa ru daro u

kutibue hu ke ba hi xyu ruri hi xyu ruri
kae ri miti sidai ni kage ha seno bi

senketu no aka mo seisyun no ao mo nia wa naku naxtu te simaxtu ta na
ki ga tu ke ba aki ki ga ya sere ba huyu

kamisama 、 haru ha ku ru desyo u ka

huu yo hu ke boku wo no se te
sa me nai yume no naka made yoa ke made ma xtu te ta tte
nemu re nai kamisama haira nai

kami wo ki xtu te kasi wo ka i te
boku no te no hira ha myaku wo u xtu te
da kara kou si te sikou si te
i kiru no desyo u iki wo suru no desyo u

kutibue hu ke ba hi xyu ruri hi xyu ruri
kae ri miti sidai ni kage ha seno bi

boku no te no naka ha mou murasaki haru ni so maxtu te iru

Why do we sigh?
Words of worthless words go right and left

I can smell the setting sun through the window
Summer and my eyelids close

August's attitude irritates me
I have no money but it's blazing hot outside
Akane-iro sky stains my eyes
the sun will soon be setting

Sweating in the wind
the scars on my hands are growing again
So why am I still like this today
I exhale and inhale again

The poems I've written sometimes beat me
or become a band-aid for my heart

The love I've given up on doesn't pass through the seasons
It will slowly rot in my memory

Whistling, I whistle, whistling, whistling
on the way home, gradually the shadows grow taller and taller

the red of fresh blood and the blue of youth no longer suit me
I realize it's autumn, and when the trees grow thin, it's winter

God, will spring ever come?

Let the wind blow, carrying me along
I've been waiting for the dawn till I'm in a dream I can't wake up from
I can't sleep, I don't need God

Cut my hair and write the lyrics
My palms are pulsating
And that's why I'm thinking
I'll live, I'll breathe

I whistle and whistle and whistle
on my way home, gradually the shadows grow taller and taller

my hands are already tinged with purple spring