Juusei (銃声) Lyrics
BY  Kizu
ALBUM  Kuroi Ame (黒い雨)

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破けたワンピース裸足で歩いていく
その子が道で強請るシャボンが欲しいと言う
汚れた体じゃ売れないから
明日も生きてはいけないから
果てなく歩いていく

銃声が午後の知らせをしてくれる
心も耳も慣れてしまった
生きることを持て余した僕等は
死んだふりをして遊んでいる
この夜が明けるまで

La la la...
幸せが何かも解らない僕等は
病んで病んで病んで狂っている

野良猫に餌を撒く ふと両手を出した
老夫婦が僕にそのパンをくれと言う
ポケットの中の金を全て
渡しても何も変わらないみたいだ
手遅れのようだ

銃声のない国で君は撃たれる
心の風穴は治りにくい
生きることを持て余した僕等の
痛みはどれも陰湿なモノ
ほらまた命 落ちていく

La la la...
幸せが何かも解らない僕等は
病んで病んで病んで狂っている

Sing a song for the world
Sing a song for my life
[×2]



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Yabuketa wanpīsu hadashi de aruiteiku
Sono ko ga michi de nedaru shabon ga hoshī to iu
Yogoreta karada ja urenaikara
Ashita mo ikite haikenaikara
Hatenaku aruiteiku

Jūsei ga gogo no shirase o shitekureru
Kokoro mo mimi mo nareteshimatta
Ikiru koto o moteamashita bokura wa
Shinda furi o shite asondeiru
Kono yoru ga akeru made

La la la...
Shiawase ga nani ka mo wakaranai bokura wa
Yande yande yande kurutteiru

Noraneko ni esa o maku futo ryōte o dashita
Rō fūfu ga boku ni sono pan o kure to iu
Poketto no naka no kane o subete
Watashite mo nani mo kawaranai mitaida
Teokure no yōda

Jūsei no nai kuni de kimi wa utareru
Kokoro no kazāna wa naori nikui
Ikiru koto o moteamashita bokura no
Itami wa dore mo inshitsuna mono
Hora mata inochi ochiteiku

La la la...
Shiawase ga nani ka mo wakaranai bokura wa
Yande yande yande kurutteiru

Sing a song for the world
Sing a song for my life
[×2]



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Walking around barefoot in a torn-up dress
The girl is begging on the streets asking for soap
Since if her body is dirty it won’t sell well so
She won’t be able to live on tomorrow so
She walks around without end

The sound of gunshots announcing the afternoon
Their hearts and ears are already used to it
But we, who don’t know what to do with our lives
Are fooling around and playing dead
Until this dawn breaks

LALALA…
We, who don’t realize our luckiness at all
Suffer, and suffer, and suffer, and go mad

I scatter bait for the stray cats　Suddenly two hands reach out
And an old couple asks me to give them that bread
The money in my pockets, even all of it
Giving it to them won’t change a thing
It looks like it’s already too late

In the country without gunshots, you are shot
The bullet holes of your heart are incurable
We, not knowing what do with our lives,
All of our distress is a wicked act
Look! Another life is　Fading

LALALA…
We, who don’t realize our luckiness at all
Suffer, and suffer, and suffer, and go mad

Sing a song for the world
Sing a song for my life
[x2]



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