
Summer Break at 22
22才の夏休み
A voice speaks. It’s August, with you, on summer vacation.
Ten years ago, a little before that, back when I had a nickname.
Summer has arrived again, and so I glanced back at the past.
At 22 I am, compared to you at 22, having a less ‘22’ summer.
And that holofoil card that you gave to me, I will stamp on your back.
Right away I will.
And so here I’ve come, to the bus stop, meeting with you in my short-sleeves.
“I wanna go home,” is my real desire. Just decline the invite, you gutless freak.
Summer has arrived again, and so I find myself eavesdropping in.
“Please just be over already,” I beg from my bike’s basket,
Killing my boredom as I start riding.
And now as I’m 22, I think back to your silhouette that day,
And how fast I sprinted after your back, but still never reaching you.
If, from the shoe rack, I take my shoes and put them on,
To stimulate that feeling of being a size misaligned…
And I still might chase you down as fast as I can,
Since as ever, I’m here, and I haven’t changed.
You know what, I hate you, so there!!
It’s my summer at 22. And “Totally worthless,”
Is what I think every time the sunlight’s pools shine upon me.
Summer has arrived again, so I try going out for a bit
As if to chase and catch up to your back.
At 22 I am, compared to you at 22, having a less ‘22’ summer.
And that holofoil card that you gave to me, I will stamp on your back.
Right away I will.
Ten years ago, a little before that, back when I had a nickname.
Summer has arrived again, and so I glanced back at the past.
At 22 I am, compared to you at 22, having a less ‘22’ summer.
And that holofoil card that you gave to me, I will stamp on your back.
Right away I will.
And so here I’ve come, to the bus stop, meeting with you in my short-sleeves.
“I wanna go home,” is my real desire. Just decline the invite, you gutless freak.
Summer has arrived again, and so I find myself eavesdropping in.
“Please just be over already,” I beg from my bike’s basket,
Killing my boredom as I start riding.
And now as I’m 22, I think back to your silhouette that day,
And how fast I sprinted after your back, but still never reaching you.
If, from the shoe rack, I take my shoes and put them on,
To stimulate that feeling of being a size misaligned…
And I still might chase you down as fast as I can,
Since as ever, I’m here, and I haven’t changed.
You know what, I hate you, so there!!
It’s my summer at 22. And “Totally worthless,”
Is what I think every time the sunlight’s pools shine upon me.
Summer has arrived again, so I try going out for a bit
As if to chase and catch up to your back.
At 22 I am, compared to you at 22, having a less ‘22’ summer.
And that holofoil card that you gave to me, I will stamp on your back.
Right away I will.
声がする 八月の 君と行く 夏休み
10年前 もうちょい前 あだ名があったころ
夏がまた 来たので ふと後ろを見たよ
22才の僕は 22才の君より 22才してない 夏を行く
君が僕にくれた あのキラカード その背中に貼り付けてやるよ
そんでやってきた バス停前 半袖で君と待ち合わせ
帰りてー、が本音です 断れよ、腰抜け
夏がまた 来たので ふと、耳を 傾けてしまうんだっ
早く過ぎてしまえと チャリのカゴん中
退屈をぶちこんで 走り出す
22才のこの今 あの日の姿
その背中を 追いかけるように 飛ばしてんのに
下駄箱から取り出した シューズを履けば
サイズ違いの気持ちを 突き動かせば
全速力の君に ついてくかのように
変われない僕がここにいるんだ
君なんて 大嫌い だっつの
22才の夏だ ろくでもないな
木漏れ日を浴びるたび 思うのです
夏がまた来たからさ 出かけてみるよ
その背中を追いかけるように
22才の僕は 22才の君より 22才してない 夏を行く
君が僕にくれた あのキラカード その背中に貼り付けてやるよ
今すぐに
10年前 もうちょい前 あだ名があったころ
夏がまた 来たので ふと後ろを見たよ
22才の僕は 22才の君より 22才してない 夏を行く
君が僕にくれた あのキラカード その背中に貼り付けてやるよ
そんでやってきた バス停前 半袖で君と待ち合わせ
帰りてー、が本音です 断れよ、腰抜け
夏がまた 来たので ふと、耳を 傾けてしまうんだっ
早く過ぎてしまえと チャリのカゴん中
退屈をぶちこんで 走り出す
22才のこの今 あの日の姿
その背中を 追いかけるように 飛ばしてんのに
下駄箱から取り出した シューズを履けば
サイズ違いの気持ちを 突き動かせば
全速力の君に ついてくかのように
変われない僕がここにいるんだ
君なんて 大嫌い だっつの
22才の夏だ ろくでもないな
木漏れ日を浴びるたび 思うのです
夏がまた来たからさ 出かけてみるよ
その背中を追いかけるように
22才の僕は 22才の君より 22才してない 夏を行く
君が僕にくれた あのキラカード その背中に貼り付けてやるよ
今すぐに