Mudai
木造アパートの一階で
Mokuzoku apaato no ikkai de
彼は夢中で絵を描いていた
Kare wa muchuu de e wo kaiteita
描きたかったのは自分のこと
Egakitakatta no wa jibun no koto
自分を取り巻く世界のこと
Jibun wo torimaku sekai no koto
小さな頃から絵が好きだった
Chiisa na koro kara e ga suki datta
理由は皆が褒めてくれるから
Riyuu wa mina ga hometekureru kara
でも今じゃ褒めてくれるのは
Demo ima ja hometekureru no wa
一緒に暮らしている彼女だけ
Issho ni kurashiteiru kanojo dake
でも彼はそれで幸せだった
Demo kare wa sore de shiawase datta
すれ違いの毎日だけど
Surechigai no mainichi da kedo
彼女はいつものお決まり
Kanojo wa itsumo no okitegami
桜模様の便箋が愛しい
Sakura moyou no binsen ga itoshii
気付いたら夜が明けていた
Kidzuitara yoru ga aketeita
気付いたら日が暮れていた
Kidzuitara hi ga kureteita
気付いたら冬が終わってた
Kidzuitara fuyu ga owatteta
その日初めて絵が売れた
Sono hi hajimete e ga ureta
状況はすでに変わり始めてた
Joukyou wa sudeni kawarihajimeteta
次の月には彼の絵は全て売れた
Tsugi no tsuki ni wa kare no e wa subete ureta
変わってくのはいつも風景
Kawatteku no wa itsumo fuukei
誰もが彼の絵を褒めてくれた
Dare mo ga kare no e wo tonaete kureta
彼女は嬉しそうに彼にこう言った
Kanojo wa ureshisou ni kare ni kou itta
信じてたこと正しかった
Shinjite ta koto tadashikatta
絵を買ってくれた人たちから
E wo katte kureta hito-tachi kara
時々感謝の手紙を貰った
Tokidoki kansha no tegami wo moratta
感謝される覚えもないが
Kansha sareru oboe mo nai ga
嫌な気がするわけもない
Iya na ki ga suru wake mo nai
小さな部屋に少しずつ増える
Chiisana heya ni sukoshi zutsu fueru
宝物が彼は嬉しかった
Takaramono ga kare wa ureshikatta
いつまでもこんな状況が
Itsumademo konna joukyou ga
続いてくれたらいいと思った
Tsudzuitekuretara ii to omotta
彼はますます絵が好きになった
Kare wa masumasu e ga suki ni natta
もっと素晴らしい絵を描きたい
Motto subarashii e wo egakitai
描きたいのは自分のこと
Egakitai no wa jibun no koto
もっと深い本当のこと
Motto fukai hontou no koto
最高傑作が出来た
Saikou kessaku ga dekita
彼女も素敵ねと笑った
Kanojo mo suteki ne to waratta
誰もが目を背けるような
Dare mo ga me wo somukeru youna
人の浅ましい本性の絵
Hito no asamashii honshou no e
誰もが彼の絵に繭を隠した
Dare mo ga kare no e ni mayu wo hisometa
まるで塩が引くように人々は去った
Maru de shio ga hiku youni hitobito wa satta
変わってくのはいつも風景
Kawatteku no wa itsumo fuukei
人々は彼を無能だと嘲笑る
Hitobito wa kare wo munou da to azakeru
喧嘩が増えた二人もやがて別れた
Kenka ga fueta futari mo yagate wakareta
信じてたこと間違ってたかな
Shinjiteta koto machigatteta kana
木造アパートの一階で
Mokuzou apaato no ikkai de
彼は今でも絵を描いている
Kare wa imademo e wo kaiteiru
描きたかったのは自分のこと
Egakitakatta no wa jibun no koto
結局からっぽな僕のこと
Kekkyoku karappo na boku no koto
小さな頃から絵が好きだった
Chiisana koro kara e ga suki datta
理由は今じゃもうわからないよ
Riyuu wa ima ja mou wakaranai yo
褒めてくれる人はもういない
Hometekureru hito wa mou inai
増える絵にもう名前などない
Fueru e ni mou namae nado nai
気付けばどれくらい月日が過ぎたろう
Kidzukeba dore kurai tsukihi ga sugitarou
その日久しぶりに一枚の絵が売れた
Sono hi hisabisa ni ichimai no e ga ureta
変わってくのはいつも風景
Kawatteku no wa itsumo fuukei
その飼い主から手紙が届いた
Sono kainushi kara tegami ga todoita
桜模様の便箋にただ一言
Sakura moyou no binsen ni tada hitokoto
信じてたこと正しかった
Shinjite ta koto tadashikatta
Change
In a wooden apartment on the first floor
He was absorbed in drawing
What he wanted to draw was about himself
About the world around him
He loved drawing since he was little
Because everyone praised him
But now, the only one who praises him
Is his girlfriend who lives with him
But he was happy with that
Even though they passed each other every day
She always used the same routine
The cherry blossom patterned stationery was dear to her
Before he knew it, night had passed
Before he knew it, the day had ended
Before he knew it, winter had passed
That day, his painting sold for the first time
The situation had already begun to change
The next month, all his paintings were sold
The only thing changing was the scenery
Everyone praised his paintings
His girlfriend happily said to him
What he believed was right
From the people who bought his paintings
He sometimes received letters of gratitude
He didn't remember being thanked
But he didn't feel bad either
The treasures slowly accumulating in his small room
Made him happy
He hoped this situation would continue forever
He started to love painting even more
He wanted to paint more wonderful paintings
What he wanted to draw was about himself
About the deeper, true things
His masterpiece was completed
His girlfriend smiled and said it was wonderful
A painting of the shallow nature of people
That everyone avoided looking at
People hid cocoons in his paintings
As if repelled by salt, people left
The scenery was always changing
People mocked him as incompetent
The two who fought more eventually parted ways
Was what he believed wrong?
In a wooden apartment on the first floor
He still continues to paint
What he wanted to draw was about himself
Ultimately, about the empty me
He loved drawing since he was little
The reason, he no longer knows
There's no one left to praise him
There are no longer names for the increasing paintings
How many days have passed unnoticed?
That day, after a long time, one painting sold
The scenery was always changing
A letter arrived from the owner
On cherry blossom patterned stationery, just one word
What he believed was right