GLAY/Savile Row~Savile Row 3 Banchi~

Savile Row~Savile Row 3 Banchi~
(No. 3 Savile Row)

GLAY

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Morning Sunday morning Narita e to mukau kuruma ni yurarete Natsu no nokoriga kanjinagara Kyou rondon ni yuku Kousoku no nagare wa junchou Makuhari made ato sukoshi Sotto me wo toji omoi haseru Tooi hi no you ni Hello, my soulmate Hanareru mae ni mou ichido koe wo Kikitakute toridasu keitai wa benri da ne Arumabu no you na toshitsuki wo kasanenagara Mainichi wo sou uta ni suru Nanigenai koto ga nani yori mo itoshikute Kono kagyou wo ganbaritoosu Hayari no uta wo nazoreba Koi no uta ga me ni tsuite kuru Ima mune ni hibiku no wa amai uta ja nai Jidai no niizu to yara wa Migatte na mon da to iinagara Mata dareka yami ni mukai Hade ni tsuba wo haku Hello, my soulmate Kimi no sunda me ni furuete idomu Kono boku no sugata wa dou utsuru no darou ka? Sorezore ga itsuka kataru beki Ai no bamen wo wasurenu you kakitomete Tagai no mune no taisetsu na hikidashi ni Sono hi made wa shimatte okou... Mushin na booru ni naritai Akai basu yori mo takumashiku Haido paaku no gogo no hizashi Kyou mo heiwa ni mieta Roji no hate no yume mite Tabi sae derenai kono boku wa Itsu no ma ni ka shinjirareru tomo sae nakushita Hello, my soulmate Jou to kane to yume dore ga kiyoraka de Dore ga kitanai to dare ga kimeta no darou? Juusei wa hibiki arasoi wa tsuzuitemo Tooi sora no shita to sakebu Itsu no hi ka boku ni subete wo iyaseru you na Uta wo tsukuru chikara wo kure... You're my precious... Everything must pass oh oh oh

Morning, Sunday morning The car sways as it heads for Narita Today I'm going to London Feeling the lingering scent of summer The flow of traffic on the freeway is smooth We're almost to Makuhari I softly close my eyes and remember Like that far-away day Hello, my soulmate I want to hear your voice one more time before we part Cell phones are really handy, aren't they? I make every day into a song like that As the months and years pile up like a photo album The casual things are more dear to me than anything I'll see this job through to the end If you look through the latest hit songs You're bound to find a love song The song that resounds in my heart now is not a sweet song While saying that the needs Of an age are selfish things Once again someone turns towards the darkness And makes a show of spitting Hello, my soulmate I wonder how I appear in your clear eyes As I tremblingly venture forward? Let's write down each love scene so we don't forget them Those scenes we really should talk about sometime Let's put them away for each other until that day In a special drawer in our hearts... I want to be an innocent ball Sturdier than the red buses The afternoon sunshine in Hyde Park Looks peaceful today as usual I dream of my journey's end Though I haven't even been able to start And before I knew it, I'd lost even my trusted friend Hello, my soulmate Emotions, money, dreams Who decided which is pure and which is dirty? Even if the gunshots echo and the strife continues I'll scream under a distant sky Someday, give me the power To make a song that will heal everything... You're my precious... Everything must pass oh oh oh