米津玄師 (Yonezu Kenshi) - Shinzou Houei / Mental Television | Текст песни

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• Shinzou Houei / Mental Television

Shinzou houei
Atashi ni kokoro o misete kure
Shinzou houei
Kasei no hate kara koe ga suru

Shinzou houei
Eizou o yume ni sosoide kure
Shinzou houei
Taiyou mo aoku nuritsubushita

Kitto mata anata wa yasashiku natte
Atashi ni hana o okuru no darou
Sore demo atashi wa sabishikute
Mata namida o saite warau no da
Rin to sumu kokoro ga hitori ni natte
Anata to chigau atashi o shiru
Garakuta mitai na kokoro demo
Nanika puresento dekiru kana

Shinzou shoumei
Boyaketa sakana ga utsuru no wa
Shinzou shoumei
Atashi no kokoro no ichibu darou

Kitto mata yureru gairouju no soba de
Atashi no kage ni kidzuku no darou
Sore demo atashi wa ureshikute
Subete o sutesatte naita no da
Matsuge no shita kara e no gu no you na
Kokoro no ichibu ga ochiteiku
Kitto mada anata wa yasashiinda
Sore ja atashi wa dou darou na

Kitto mata anata wa yasashiku natte
Atashi ni hana o okuru no darou
Sore demo atashi wa sabishikute
Mata namida o saite warau no da
Rin to sumu kokoro ga hitori ni natte
Anata to chigau atashi o shiru
Garakuta mitai na kokoro demo
Nanika puresento dekiru kana

Anata to watashi o tsunagu you ni
Kokoro o utsuse furui terebi yo

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Mental television,
Show my heart for me
Mental television,
Speak from as far as Mars

Mental television,
Fill my dreams with your images
Mental television,
Blot out the sun with blue...

Of course, you were kind to me again,
And sent me those flowers
But even still, I'm lonely,
Again smiling with tears cutting through
Alone with a cleared-up heart,
I know myself, and I'm not like you
Even with my heart of trash,
Could I still give you a present?

Mental verification
The blurry fish on the screen
Mental verification
They must be a part of my heart...

Of course, by the swaying roadside trees,
I approach my own shadow
But even still, I'm glad;
Letting everything go, I cried
Dripping from my eyelashes like paint,
A piece of my heart drops
I'm sure you're still kind,
So then, what about me?

Of course, you were kind to me again,
And sent me those flowers
But even still, I'm lonely,
Again smiling with tears cutting through
Alone with a cleared-up heart,
I know myself, and I'm not like you
Even with my heart of trash,
Could I still give you a present?

To connect you and I together,
May this old TV show my heart...