珍太郎 – ターフは緑のままか 歌詞 ( Lyrics)

深まる秋の馬場
ずぶ濡れのパドック
あいつに会いに行く　栗毛の6歳馬
北の国から　スタンドから届く声に
紡ぐ思い
かなわない　願いと知った
おおボーイ　泥にまみれた
誇り高き馬
馬群のなかに
沈んでく夢とともに

心の底まで冷える
年暮れの中山の
あいつに会いに行く　栗毛の6歳馬
枯れた坂を駆け抜けてく　奇跡の馬
希望の灯を
つなぎ続けて　進め
おおボーイ　西日を浴びた
金色の鬣を
風になびかせた
勝ち鬨のシルエット

晴れ渡る秋の馬場
2度目の2マイルの
あいつに会いに行く　栗毛の7歳馬
弔いの　盾の重さ　引き受けて
奮い立つ
踏み込みの　深さ知る
おおボーイ　欅を超えて
長い坂を超えて
追い続けた
夢の終わりのときを

橘香る月の
最後の日曜日
命尽き果てた　栗毛の8歳馬
幾つもの　名馬たちの　世代を超え
歴史のなかに
埋もれてく物語
おおボーイ　何年たっても
忘れられない馬
抜ける空の下の
ターフは緑のままか

huka maru aki no baba
zubu nu re no padokku
aitu ni a i ni i ku 　 kurige no 6 sai ba
kita no kuni kara 　 sutando kara todo ku koe ni
tumu gu omo i
kanawanai 　 nega i to si xtu ta
oo bo-i 　 doro ni mamire ta
hoko ri taka ki uma
bagun no naka ni
sizu n deku yume to tomoni

kokoro no soko made hi eru
nen ku re no nakayama no
aitu ni a i ni i ku 　 kurige no 6 sai ba
ka re ta saka wo ka ke nu ke teku 　 kiseki no uma
kibou no akari wo
tunagi tuzu ke te 　 susu me
oo bo-i 　 nisibi wo a bi ta
kiniro no tategami wo
huu ni nabika se ta
ka ti doki no siruetto

ha re wata ru aki no baba
2 dome no 2 mairu no
aitu ni a i ni i ku 　 kurige no 7 sai ba
tomura i no 　 tate no omo sa 　 hi ki u ke te
huru i ta tu
hu mi ko mi no 　 huka sa si ru
oo bo-i 　 keyaki wo ko e te
naga i saka wo ko e te
o i tuzu ke ta
yume no o wari no toki wo

tatibana kao ru tuki no
saigo no nitiyoubi
inoti tu ki ha te ta 　 kurige no 8 sai ba
iku tu mono 　 meiba tati no 　 sedai wo ko e
rekisi no naka ni
uzu more teku monogatari
oo bo-i 　 nannen taxtu te mo
wasu re rare nai uma
nu keru sora no sita no
ta-hu ha midori no mama ka

Autumn-filled racecourse
A soaking mat.
To meet that guy's chestnut-haired 6-year-old horse.
In the sound of the stands coming from the northern countries
The idea of weaving
I know this is an unfulfilled wish.
The big boy was covered in mud.
A proud horse
Among the horses
With the sinking dream

It's freezing.
Zhongshan at the end of the year
To meet that guy's chestnut-haired 6-year-old horse.
A miracle horse flying on a dry slope
Turn on the lamp of hope
Keep connecting.
A lot of boys in the sunset
Put the golden mane
Let the wind blow
The silhouette of victory

A racecourse with crisp autumn air.
The second two-mile
To meet that guy's chestnut-haired 7-year-old horse.
Bear the weight of the shield
Cheer up
Know the depth
Beyond the boy's mold
Over a long slope
I'll keep chasing
When the dream is over.

Orange-scented moon
The last Sunday
An eight-year-old chestnut horse that died.
Beyond the generations of several famous horses.
In the course of history
Buried story
Boy, no matter how many years have passed.
Unforgettable horse
Under the empty sky
Tough or green