Mr.Children/Bokura no Oto

Bokura no Oto
(Our Sound)

Mr.Children

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Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye Kaze no oto ga tori no koe ga Wakare no uta ni kikoeru Aitai aenai aitai Sonna hi ni wa donna fuu ni shite Futari no kyori wo chijimeru? Fuan ga kokoro wo shimeru Kimi wa kugatsu no asa ni Fukiareta tooriame tatakitsukerarete Niji wo mitan da Soko de sekai wa kawatta Sou da rizumu ya haamonii ga Futto zurete shimattemo Yukkuri oto wo kanadeyou Mada mada mada intoro mo owattenai I like... I love... I love... Ochiba funsui jitensha inu Mimi wo sumaseba kikoeru Subete ga ai wo utatteru Meisaku to yobareru sakuhin wo Mitari kiitari yomiasattari shite Otona wo kidotte sukoshi muri shite kurashita Dakedo kimi no koto to naru to Totan ni wakaranaku naru Koi suru dake no ahou ni naru Tada tada tada mune ga kurushiku naru Kimi wa kugatsu no asa ni Fukiareta tooriame tatakitsukerarete Niji wo mitan da Soko de sekai wa kawatta Sou da riron ya chishiki ni Motozuita mono ja nakutemo Shinjita oto wo kanadeyou Hora hora hora Machigatte nanka nai Hora hora hora Kitto seikai mo nai Kore ga bokura no oto

Bye-bye, bye-bye, bye-bye The sound of the wind, the cry of the birds Sounds like a farewell song I want to see you, can't see you, want to see you How can I lessen the distance between us On days like those? Worry rules my heart On a September morning The windy rain poured down on you And you saw a rainbow And the world changed Yeah, even if the rhythm and the harmonies Suddenly aren't quite right Let's play the music slowly The intro is not, not, not over yet I like... I love... I love... Falling leaves, the fountain, a bike, a dog I can hear them all if I listen closely Everything's singing of love I listened, watched, read So many famous works Forcing myself to look like an adult But when it comes to you I just don't know anymore Love has made me a fool My heart just, just, just aches On a September morning The windy rain poured down on you And you saw a rainbow And the world changed Yeah, even if it's not grounded In theories and knowledge Let's play the music we believe in Come on, come on, come on It's not wrong Come on, come on, come on But it's not right, either This is our sound