Aishuu no Trumpeter (哀愁のトランペッター) Lyrics
BY  AKB48
ALBUM  Tsubasa wa Iranai

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昔のキャバレー
葉巻の煙
紫のドレスで
席に着く

うんざりするような
高飛車な客
ペトリュスを開けても
笑顔は偽り

耳元で囁かれる前に
今夜のハンティングを
そろそろ始めましょうか?
(おじさん おじさん こちらへ)
愛のゲーム

哀愁のブラスが
響き渡る
愛したその人は
あのバンドマン
こっちの方 見ながら
ペットを吹く
悲しいソロパート
動く指先
昨日の夜を覚えてる

黒服たちにも
チップを弾む
大物を気取った
嫌な奴

指名をされても
嬉しくもない
本当の名前は
化粧で隠すわ

ミラーボールが回り始めて
ホールに誘われたら
無下に断れないわ
(おじさん おじさん こちらへ)
よそよそしく

哀愁のブラスが
胸に迫る
ちらりと目をやった
あのバンドマン
頬を膨らませて
夢を吹く
愛を叫ぶように
濡らす唇
昨日の夜を覚えてる

誰も知らない2人の秘密
なんてセクシーな音色(ねいろ)
今夜は そう特別に…
(おじさん おじさん くたばれ)
あの人のもの

哀愁のブラスが
響き渡る
愛したその人は
あのバンドマン
こっちの方 見ながら
ペットを吹く
悲しいソロパート
動く指先
昨日の夜を覚えてる

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mukashi no KYABAREE
hamaki no kemuri
murasaki no DORESU de
seki ni tsuku

unzari suru you na
takabisha na kyaku
PETORYUSU wo akete mo
egao wa itsuwari

mimimoto de sasayakareru mae ni
konya no HANTINGU wo
sorosoro hajimemashou ka?
(ojisan ojisan kochira e)
ai no GEEMU

aishuu no BURASU ga
hibiki wataru
ai shita sono hito wa
ano BANDOMAN
kocchi no hou mi nagara
PETTO wo fuku
kanashii soro PAATO
ugoku yubisaki
kinou no yoru wo oboeteru

kuro fukutachi ni mo
CHIPPU wo hazumu
oomono wo kidotta
iya na yakko

shimei wo sarete mo
ureshiku mo nai
hontou no namae wa
keshou de kakusu wa

MIRAABOORU ga mawarihajimete
HOORU ni sasowaretara
muge ni kotowarenai wa
(ojisan ojisan kochira e)
yosoyososhiku

aishuu no BURASU ga
mune ni semaru
chirari to me wo yatta
ano BANDOMAN
hoo wo fukuramasete
yume wo fuku
ai wo sakebu you ni
nurasu kuchibiru
kinou no yoru wo oboeteru

dare mo shiranai futari no himitsu
nante SEKUSHII na neiro
konya wa sou tokubetsu ni...
(ojisan ojisan kutabare)
ano hito no mono

aishuu no BURASU ga
hibiki wataru
ai shita sono hito wa
ano BANDOMAN
kocchi no hou mi nagara
PETTO wo fuku
kanashii soro PAATO
ugoku yubisaki
kinou no yoru wo oboeteru

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A cabaret from long ago
Smoke from a cigar
Wearing my purple dress
I take a seat

This tedious
Domineering customer
Opening a bottle of Petrus
My smile for him is fake

Before he whispers in my ear
Shall we finally begin
This evening’s hunt?
(Mister, mister, over here)
Love’s game

The sorrowful brass
Resounds
The one I love
Is that band member
Who looks over at me
As he plays the trumpet
A sad solo part
His moving fingers
Make me remember last night

Splurging on tips
Even for the staff
This hateful bigwig
Who puts on airs

Even when I get called
There’s no joy
My real name
Is hidden by make-up

The mirrorball starts to spin
If I get invited to the hall
I can’t completely refuse
(Mister, mister, over here)
So formal

The sorrowful brass
Presses on my heart
I take peeks at
That band member
With his cheeks puffed
He plays a dream
As if screaming of love
His moist lips
Make me remember last night

A secret only the two of us knows
What a sexy sound
Tonight is, yes, special…
(Mister, mister, go to hell)
I belong to him

The sorrowful brass
Resounds
The one I love
Is that band member
Who looks over at me
As he plays the trumpet
A sad solo part
His moving fingers
Make me remember last night



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