🎌 歌詞
寝ている無より 朝
目覚めたときの絶望が勝るとき
人は死にたくなる
あの日境に
僕の唯一だった
歌が行き場をなくして鳴り止んだ
この先もずっとこの胸は痛むんだろう
生きがい 無くして
心を 無くして
全てを忘れるなんて
耐えられない
今夜夢を見れたら
何も変わらない過去の風景のまま
愛の歌も恋の歌も口にしたいけれど
今の僕じゃ届かない
せめて夢を見れたら
病気も悩みも無いあのときのような
せめて夢で 僅か夢でいい
見れるかな ボロボロの枕で
綺麗な空を見たら自分の目の中のゴミがふわふわと舞い己の濁りを知る
綺麗なものを見れば自分の汚さを思い知る事ばかりで嫌になる
この先の僕は何を描けばいいだろう？
不幸も幸せも絶望も欲望も
全てを描き生きるしかないなら
どうか ああどうか
許してください
綺麗な歌がもう二度と生まれないこと
続いていくこと
夢描けなかったことを
今夜夢を見れたら
何も変わらない過去の風景のまま
愛の歌も恋の歌もまた溢れるだろう
この心を叫ぶだろう
だから歌っていなきゃ
こんなに惨めな僕をまだ待つ人へ
夢を描く資格は無いが
見れるかな
ボロボロのマイクで
夢を見れたら
目覚めたときの絶望が勝るとき
人は死にたくなる
あの日境に
僕の唯一だった
歌が行き場をなくして鳴り止んだ
この先もずっとこの胸は痛むんだろう
生きがい 無くして
心を 無くして
全てを忘れるなんて
耐えられない
今夜夢を見れたら
何も変わらない過去の風景のまま
愛の歌も恋の歌も口にしたいけれど
今の僕じゃ届かない
せめて夢を見れたら
病気も悩みも無いあのときのような
せめて夢で 僅か夢でいい
見れるかな ボロボロの枕で
綺麗な空を見たら自分の目の中のゴミがふわふわと舞い己の濁りを知る
綺麗なものを見れば自分の汚さを思い知る事ばかりで嫌になる
この先の僕は何を描けばいいだろう？
不幸も幸せも絶望も欲望も
全てを描き生きるしかないなら
どうか ああどうか
許してください
綺麗な歌がもう二度と生まれないこと
続いていくこと
夢描けなかったことを
今夜夢を見れたら
何も変わらない過去の風景のまま
愛の歌も恋の歌もまた溢れるだろう
この心を叫ぶだろう
だから歌っていなきゃ
こんなに惨めな僕をまだ待つ人へ
夢を描く資格は無いが
見れるかな
ボロボロのマイクで
夢を見れたら
🔤 ローマ字
ne te iru mu yori asa
meza me ta toki no zetubou ga masa ru toki
zin ha si ni taku naru
ano hi zakai ni
boku no yuiitu daxtu ta
uta ga i ki ba wo nakusi te na ri ya n da
kono saki mo zutto kono mune ha ita mu n daro u
i ki ga i na kusi te
kokoro wo na kusi te
sube te wo wasu reru nante
ta e rare nai
konya yume wo mi re tara
nani mo ka wara nai kako no huukei no mama
ai no uta mo koi no uta mo kuti ni si tai keredo
ima no boku zya todo ka nai
semete yume wo mi re tara
byouki mo naya mi mo na i ano toki no you na
semete yume de wazu ka yume de ii
mi reru kana boroboro no makura de
kirei na sora wo mi tara zibun no me no naka no gomi ga huwahuwa to ma i onore no nigo ri wo si ru
kirei na mono wo mi re ba zibun no kitana sa wo omo i si ru koto bakari de iya ni naru
kono saki no boku ha nani wo ega ke ba ii daro u ？
hukou mo siawa se mo zetubou mo yokubou mo
sube te wo ega ki i kiru sika nai nara
dou ka aa dou ka
yuru si te kudasai
kirei na uta ga mou 二 do to u mare nai koto
tuzu i te iku koto
yume ega ke nakaxtu ta koto wo
konya yume wo mi re tara
nani mo ka wara nai kako no huukei no mama
ai no uta mo koi no uta mo mata ahu reru daro u
kono kokoro wo sake bu daro u
da kara uta xtu te i nakya
konnani mizi me na boku wo mada ma tu hito he
yume wo ega ku sikaku ha na i ga
mi reru kana
boroboro no maiku de
yume wo mi re tara
meza me ta toki no zetubou ga masa ru toki
zin ha si ni taku naru
ano hi zakai ni
boku no yuiitu daxtu ta
uta ga i ki ba wo nakusi te na ri ya n da
kono saki mo zutto kono mune ha ita mu n daro u
i ki ga i na kusi te
kokoro wo na kusi te
sube te wo wasu reru nante
ta e rare nai
konya yume wo mi re tara
nani mo ka wara nai kako no huukei no mama
ai no uta mo koi no uta mo kuti ni si tai keredo
ima no boku zya todo ka nai
semete yume wo mi re tara
byouki mo naya mi mo na i ano toki no you na
semete yume de wazu ka yume de ii
mi reru kana boroboro no makura de
kirei na sora wo mi tara zibun no me no naka no gomi ga huwahuwa to ma i onore no nigo ri wo si ru
kirei na mono wo mi re ba zibun no kitana sa wo omo i si ru koto bakari de iya ni naru
kono saki no boku ha nani wo ega ke ba ii daro u ？
hukou mo siawa se mo zetubou mo yokubou mo
sube te wo ega ki i kiru sika nai nara
dou ka aa dou ka
yuru si te kudasai
kirei na uta ga mou 二 do to u mare nai koto
tuzu i te iku koto
yume ega ke nakaxtu ta koto wo
konya yume wo mi re tara
nani mo ka wara nai kako no huukei no mama
ai no uta mo koi no uta mo mata ahu reru daro u
kono kokoro wo sake bu daro u
da kara uta xtu te i nakya
konnani mizi me na boku wo mada ma tu hito he
yume wo ega ku sikaku ha na i ga
mi reru kana
boroboro no maiku de
yume wo mi re tara
🇺🇸 English
Morning is better than falling asleep.
Despair when you wake up, when you win
People want to die.
that night
Is the only one for me
The song had nowhere to go and came to an abrupt end.
This chest will always hurt in the future, right?
Lost the value of survival
Lost my heart
Would forget everything.
cannot stand
If I can dream tonight.
Keep the scenery of the past that nothing has changed.
Both the song of love and the song of love want to say it.
I can't reach it now
At least if you can dream.
Like at that time when there was no illness or trouble.
At least one dream in a dream is enough.
Can you see it? With a broken pillow
When you see the beautiful sky, the garbage in your eyes will fly gently and know your own filth.
When you see beautiful things, you only know your own filth, which is very annoying.
What should I draw in the future?
Misfortune, happiness, despair, desire
If you can only describe everything and survive.
Yeah, yeah.
Please forgive me.
No more beautiful songs.
go on
To paint things that have not been described as dreams.
If I can dream tonight.
Keep the scenery of the past that nothing has changed.
The song of love and the song of love will be full, right?
Will you shout this heart?
So we must sing.
To those who are still waiting for such a miserable me.
Although I am not qualified to describe my dreams.
Can you see it?
With a worn-out microphone
If you can dream
Despair when you wake up, when you win
People want to die.
that night
Is the only one for me
The song had nowhere to go and came to an abrupt end.
This chest will always hurt in the future, right?
Lost the value of survival
Lost my heart
Would forget everything.
cannot stand
If I can dream tonight.
Keep the scenery of the past that nothing has changed.
Both the song of love and the song of love want to say it.
I can't reach it now
At least if you can dream.
Like at that time when there was no illness or trouble.
At least one dream in a dream is enough.
Can you see it? With a broken pillow
When you see the beautiful sky, the garbage in your eyes will fly gently and know your own filth.
When you see beautiful things, you only know your own filth, which is very annoying.
What should I draw in the future?
Misfortune, happiness, despair, desire
If you can only describe everything and survive.
Yeah, yeah.
Please forgive me.
No more beautiful songs.
go on
To paint things that have not been described as dreams.
If I can dream tonight.
Keep the scenery of the past that nothing has changed.
The song of love and the song of love will be full, right?
Will you shout this heart?
So we must sing.
To those who are still waiting for such a miserable me.
Although I am not qualified to describe my dreams.
Can you see it?
With a worn-out microphone
If you can dream