Kanji
淡紅の秋桜が秋の日の
何気ない陽溜まりに揺れている
此頃 涙脆くなった母が
庭先でひとつ咳をする
縁側でアルバムを開いては
私の幼い日の思い出を
何度も同じ話くりかえす
ひとりごとみたいに 小さな声で
こんな小春日和の穏やかな日は
あなたの優しさが浸みて来る
明日の嫁ぐ私に 苦労はしても
笑い話に時が変えるよ
心配いらないと 笑った
あれこれと思い出をたどったら
いつの日もひとりではなかったと
今更乍ら わがままな私に
唇かんでいます
明日への荷造りに手を借りて
しばらくは楽し気にいたけれど
突然涙こぼし 元気でと
何度も 何度も くりかえす母
ありがとうの言葉をかみしめながら
生きてみます 私なりに
こんな小春日和の穏やかな日は
もう少しあなたの
子供でいさせてください
|
Romaji
Usubeni no kosumosu ga aki no hi no
Nanigenai hidamari ni yureteiru
Konogoro namida moroku natta haha ga
Niwasaki de hitotsu seki wo suru
Engawa de arubamu wo hiraite wa
Watashi no osanai hi no omoide wo
Nandomo onaji hanashi kurikaesu
Hitori goto mitai ni chiisana koe de
Konna koharubiyori no odayaka na hi wa
Anata no yasashisa ga hitamite kuru
Ashita no totsugu watashi ni kurou wa shitemo
Waraibanashi ni toki ga kaeru yo
Shinpai iranai to waratta
Arekore to omoide wo tadottara
Itsu no hi mo hitori de wa nakatta to
Imasara nagara wagamama na watashi ni
Kuchibiru kandeimasu
Ashita he no nizukuri ni te wo karite
Shibaraku wa tanoshi ki ni ita keredo
Totsuzen namida koboshi genki de to
Nandomo nandomo kurikaesu haha
Arigatou no kotoba wo kamishime nagara
Ikite mimasu watashi nari ni
Konna koharubiyori no odayaka na hi wa
Mou sukoshi anata no
Kodomo de isasete kudasai |
Translation
The light pink cosmos sways
In the nonchalant sunshine of this autumn day
Presently, Mother, fragile with tears
Gives a single cough in the garden
Opening a photo album on the veranda
Of my childhood memories
She repeats the same stories many times
Speaking to herself in a tiny voice
On this quiet Indian summer's day
Her kindness comes in a flood
She has worked hard for my wedding tomorrow
And changed each moment with funny stories
As she laughed and told me not to worry
Thinking back through all my memories
She has never left me all alone
At this late hour, I bite my lip
Knowing my selfishness
Helping out with packing in anticipation of tomorrow
Just as she was enjoying herself
Suddenly Mother shed tears and said "Be happy"
Repeating it again and again
Reflecting on words on gratitude
I will try to live on my own
But on this quiet Indian summer's day
Just for a while longer
Let me remain as your child |
