車輪の軸
軋みがちな 車輪の軸に さあ油をさして 床を転がしてみよう散らかりがちな デスクの上を かきわけながら 煙を吐いて進む
頬杖つく人たちの 腕のアーチ橋をくぐって
キスして手を乗せよう あしたのまぶたに手を振る誰かは 君に似ているそっと指で摘んで そばにいてくれと育て飽きた花を 愛せるか
飽きてみても 見つけてみても 何もなくて 何もなくて間に合わせで つくった軸を いつまでもつかな どこまでもつかな
電車を待つ人たちを ぼんやりを横切って追いかけてく
キスしてさようならだ 過ぎ去ってく日々に手をもつ誰かは 君に似ているぎゅっと指でつかむ ハンカチ風に舞う見飽きた手品を 愛せたら
もういちど ほら、もういちど
It's squeaky, huh. Oil the axle, and let's try rolling it along the floorIt's a mess, huh. On the desk, as it pushes its way through, smoke boils out
Passing under the arched bridges, of the arms of those with their chins in their hands
With a kiss I lay my hands on the eyelids of tomorrowWhoever that is waving looks a lot like youSoftly pinching my finger, saying please stay with meCan you love a flower you've grown tired of raising?
Even if I try losing interest, even if I try finding it, there's nothing, there's nothingA makeshift axle will never get there, will never get there
The people waiting for the train, absentmindedly crossingChasing after them
With a kiss, I say goodbye to the days passing byWhoever that is holding my hand looks a lot like youTightly grabbing my finger, the handkerchief dances in the windIf I could love you, I'd do that tired magic trick again
One more time, look, one more time