流れ行く長い年月をどれだけ重ねてきたのだろう？
失うもの 手に入れたもの
幾多の思い出と共に…
静かに話す老いた語り部
深い皺と無邪気な笑顔
見つめる視線は遠く彼方
時代を受け入れ生きてきた
世代を超えて受け継がれていく言葉を残し男は笑う
He takes the bottle of whysky and light on the cigarette of menthol
He said “I'm lookin' for the feutuer and past time over the smoke
I was too young
I was too small man
But I'm still running my own way”
いくつもの生死を見届け出会いと別れは数知れず
愛することと愛されること
喜びと悲しみと共に
運命を知れば何も怖くないと運命を知った男は笑う
He takes the bottle of whysky and light on the cigarette of menthol
He said “I'm lookin' for the feutuer and past time over the smoke
I was too young
I was too small man
But I'm still running my own way”
世代を超えて語り継がれていく言葉を残し男は笑う
He takes the bottle of whysky and light on the cigarette of menthol
He said “I'm lookin' for the feutuer and past time over the smoke
I was too young
I was too small man
But I'm still running my own way”