ちょっと風が心地よい
素肌の手に足にそして顔に
向こうの山まで行けるかな
熱いアスファルトも冷めてきたし
新しいスニーカーに
新しいシャツ
雲の流れが速くなる
あの山まで歩こうよ
風のように雲のように
僕には足があるのだから
“English version with AI assistance (Claude)”
A gentle breeze touches my skin,
bare hands, bare feet, and face within.
Could we walk to those mountains there?
The asphalt cools in evening air.
New sneakers laced,
a fresh shirt worn,
clouds quicken their pace
as day turns toward dorn.
Let’s walk to that mountain peak—
like the wind, like clouds that fly,
for I have feet that move and seek,
and legs to carry me that high.