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nojyomu (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)
Blue Sky Written by Masatoshi Mashima in 1989 On the far side of the TV tube, proud solders shot Indians downI wish you could shoot my gloom by the shining gun
nojyomu (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)
Are you serious that you offer a bribe to God and beg the passport of heaven?There is a laughing guy who doesnt even have a fragment of the faithfulnessShow me the hand that you are hidingBy birthplace, colors of skins or eyes, what can you know about meMr. Driver, can you give me a ride of the bus? I dont care whereHistory questions me; it is not what it should have been right?Under the dazzling blue sky
nojyomu (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)
By birthplace, colors of skin or eyes, what can you know about meMr. Driver, can you take me on the bus? I dont care whereHistory questions me; it is not what it should have been right?Under the dazzling blue skyUnder the blue skyUnder the blue skyUnder the blue sky
minnytatsuchan (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)
Is there a translation of this song?
nojyomu (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)
アメリカのことを歌っているのかなと思いました。インディアン。人種差別。宗教の利用。そして、その全ての歴史について。
iFAT65 (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)
たしか人種差別に対する歌ですよね？昔は黒人の方はバスにも乗せてもらえなかったとか聞きます。いやだいやだ
rideonchoinori (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)
歌詞の意味もろくにわからないガキの頃（今でもわかりませんがｗ）に初めてこの曲を聴いたときに伝わってきた切ない想い。今でも忘れられません。
nor0red (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)
umareta tokoro ya hifu ya me no iro deittai konoboku nonani ga wakaru to iunodarouuntensyusan sono bus niboku mo nokkete kurenaika?ikisakinara dokodemoiikonna hazuja nakattadaro?rekisi ga boku wo toitumerumabusiihodo aoisora no masitade
nor0red (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)
AOZORA(blue sky)The Blue Heartsbrown kan no mukougawakakko tuketa kiheitai gaindian wo utitaosisitapikapika ni hikatta juudedekireba boku no yuutumoutitaosite kurereba yokattanonikamisama ni wairo wo okuritengoku he no passport wonedaru nante honki nanoka?seijitusa no kakera mo nakuwaratteiru yatu ga iruyokakusiteiru sonote wo misete miroyo
nor0red (December 31, 1969 at 6:59 pm)
生まれた所や皮膚や目の色でいったいこの僕の何がわかるというのだろう運転手さんそのバスに僕も乗っけてくれないか行き先ならどこでもいいこんなはずじゃなかっただろ？歴史が僕を問い詰めるまぶしいほど青い空の真下で |
