來るか來るか 　Coming

作曲・作詞 / Words ・Music：山田耕筰 / Kosaku Yamada

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濱へ出て見れば、の、ほいの、 　

濱の松風音やまさる、 　

さあ、やっとかけな 　

ほいま、かとな。 　 　

咲いた水仙、 　

すかれた葉、の、ほいの、 　

心こころ石竹せきちく氣は紅葉、 　

さあ、やっとかけな 　

ほいま、かとな。

Wondering if you'll come,

I went out to the shore and looked, ah,

The sound of the pine wind amplifies,

Now, at last, is it time?

The blooming narcissus,

The dried leaves, ah,

The heart feels like autumn leaves,

Now, at last, is it time?

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浜千鳥　The Plover

作詩 / Words：鹿島 鳴秋 / Meiyu Kashima

作曲 / Music: 弘田 龍太郎 / Ryutaro Hirota

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青い月夜の浜辺には
親を探して鳴く鳥が
波の国から生まれ出る
濡れた翼の銀の色

夜鳴く鳥の悲しさは
親をたずねて海こえて
月夜の国へ消えてゆく
銀のつばさの浜千鳥

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On the blue moonlit beach,

Birds cry out, searching for their parents

Born from the land of waves,

Their wet wings gleaming silver

The sadness of the night-crying birds,

Crossing the sea in search of their parents,

Fades away to the moonlit land,

A plover with silver wings on the beach.

野の羊　Sheep in the Fields

作詩 / Words：大木 惇夫 / Meiyu Kashima

作曲 / Music: 服部 正 / Ryutaro Hirota

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野っぱらはいいな
いつ来てみてもいいな

おや　羊がいるな
放ち飼いだな
だが独りだな
いい毛なみだな
見てやるものもないのだな
飢じ（ひもじ）そうだな
だが恨まない目だな

俺も羊のうまれだな
おや　羊の背（せな）に紫の斑（まだら）が揺れたな
ああ　辛夷（こぶし）の花の影だな

野っぱらはいいな
さびしくていいな

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The field is nice,

Whenever you come, it's nice.

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Oh, there are sheep,

Roaming freely, yet they're tamed.

But they're alone,

With beautiful, flowing fur.

There's no one to look at them,

They seem hungry.

But they don't have resentful eyes.

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I too was born like a sheep.

Oh, on the back of the sheep, a purple patch sways.

Ah, it's the shadow of the kerria flowers.

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The field is nice,

It's nice to be lonely.

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さくら横ちょう  Cherry Blossom Alley

作詩 / Words：加藤周一 / Shuichi Kato

作曲 / Music: 中田喜直 / Yoshinao Nakata

春の宵 さくらが咲くと
花ばかり さくら横ちょう
想い出す 恋の昨日(きのう)
君は もうここにいないと
ああ いつも 花の女王
ほほえんだ 夢のふるさと
春の宵 さくらが咲くと
花ばかり さくら横ちょう
会い見る時は なかろう
「その後どう」「しばらくねえ」と
言ったって
はじまらないと 心得て
花でも 見よう
春の宵 さくらが咲くと
花ばかり さくら横ちょう

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On spring evenings, when cherry blossoms bloom,

It's nothing but flowers along Sakura Alley.

I remember the love of yesterday,

You're no longer here with me.

Ah, always the queen of flowers,

Smiling in the homeland of dreams.

On spring evenings, when cherry blossoms bloom,

It's nothing but flowers along Sakura Alley.

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The chances of seeing you again seem slim,

"You doing well?" "Yeah, it's been a while," we say,

But we both know, Unless we start, nothing will change.

So let's go see some flowers.

On spring evenings, when cherry blossoms bloom,

It's nothing but flowers along Sakura Alley.