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Текст песни Sorosoro Ikanakucha

Nandaka dou demo yoku natte gozenchuu SABOtte shimatta
Miesuita iiwake o shitara yokei meitte kita
Kinou no yoru kanojo ga tabeteta POTATO CHIPPUSU no fukuro
TEREBI o mi nagara nomundeta BIIRU mo sono mama TEEBURU ni...

Saenai hibi dato wa omou ironna koto kangaecha iro kedo

[Denwa kurai yokose] to kazoku wa iu
Hanaseru koto wa betsu ni nanimonai kedo
[Tsumaranai] to yoku kanojo wa iu
Mou sugu shougo soro soro ikanakucha

DOA o akeru to tsumetai kuuki ga GIYUtto mimi o tsukanda
NOBU ni te o kaketa mama boku wa iki o suikonde miru
Sorechigatta yasekoketa inu ga boku no hou o mite NYAtto waratta
Shiroi iki ga wazatorashii kurai ichi ichi karami tsuku

Shuumatsu ni nareba mou sukoshi ironna koto MASHI ni naru kana

[Aishiteiru no?] to kanojo wa iu
Itsumo umaku henji wa dekinai
[SHIKEta kaosuruna] to tomodachi wa iu
TAMEiki wa mou ii soro soro ikanakucha

[Otona ni nare yo] to daremo ga iu
Boku ni shika mienai YUME wa mou ii
[GOMEN] to kuchi guse no youni boku wa iu
Iiwake wa ii soro soro ikanakucha

Перевод:)
Somehow or the other I just stopped caring
And skipped out on this morning
By making an obvious excuse,
I just became more depressed.
The bag of potato chips she ate
And the beer we drank as we watched the TV
Just left on the table from last night…

These days are gloomy I thought
but it made me think about a lot of things

My family says, “At least call us”
but there's nothing to talk about
She often says, “It's boring”
It's almost noon, I really have to go

Opening the door, the cold air
Firmly grasps at my ears
With my hand still on the knob,
I try holding my breath
A haggard dog strolls past
It looks at me and laughs with a smirk
My white breath, as if on purpose,
little by little coils around me

When the weekend comes
I wonder if things will be a little better

Every time she asks, “Do you love me?”
I'm always unable to answer clearly
A friend says, “Cut out that long face”
Enough with the sighs, I really have to go

Everyone says, “Grow up”
Forget about the dreams that even I can't see for myself
It's as if I've gotten the habit of saying, “Sorry”
Enough with the excuses, I really have to go