Jitensha Ni Notte
Riding a Bicycle
Английское название - Riding a Bicycle ;
Aниме - Card Captor Sakura ;
Комментарий - Tsukishiro Yukito Song ;
Aниме - Card Captor Sakura ;
Комментарий - Tsukishiro Yukito Song ;
Описание
| Japan | English |
|---|---|
| Haru ga yatte kita
Kyou wa ii tenki Neko mo yane no ue Akubi shite iru yo Doko ka ni ikitai na Konna toki wa Ooki na o-musubi wo o-bentou-bako ni Tsumekondara Atarashiku katta Jitensha ni notte Kimi to kawa-zoi wo Ran-ran-ra Hashitte 'ku Midori no kouen ni tsuitara sugu Kamera wo toridashite narande nakayoku Kinen shashin Onaka ga suite kita yo O-bentou wo tabeyou Kokage ni natta shibafu ni Futari suwatte sukoshi hito-yasumi Oishii kuuki to yude-tamago hoobareba Nan da ka shiawase harukaze ni sasowarete Tanpopo ga fuwari to tonda Aozora ni ukabu Kumo no hikousen Minami no shima e to Ran-ran-ra Hitottobi Iruka ga janpu shite asonde 'ru yo Hajikeru nami-shibuki houseki no you ni Kirameite 'ru Kimi ga boku wo yobu koe Dandan ookiku naru Youyaku me ga sameta n' da Yume wo mite 'ta yo Kimochi yokatta yo Neboketa egao ga yuuyake ni akaku naru Sorosoro kaerou Atataka na hidamari ga Mune no naka kienai uchi ni | Spring has come
And the weather is nice today. Even the cat is yawning on top of the roof. I want to go somewhere on such a day. Put some big rice balls into the lunchbox, and stuff it up. Riding the bicycle I newly bought, I go running along the river with you, tra-la-la. Once we get to the green park, we take out the camera, stand happily together, and take a souvenir photo. I'm hungry. Let's eat lunch! On the grass under the shadow of the trees, let's sit and rest for a bit. When I fill my mouth with tasty air and boiled eggs, somehow I feel so fortunate. The spring wind makes the dandelions fly gently. Floating in the blue sky, a cloud shaped like a flying ship takes flight for the south island, tra-la-la. Let's enjoy ourselves like the dolphins jumping. The splashing sprays, like jewels, are sparkling. The voice of you calling me becomes louder bit by bit. At last, I wake up. Oh, it was just a dream. It felt good! My half-asleep smiling face turns red in the sunset. It's about time to go. The warm sun doesn't vanish inside my heart. |