雨のバスに揺られて | Rain on the Last Bus (Celtic Folk Ballad, Lyrics)

A nostalgic Celtic folk ballad with English vocals: a rainy evening on the last bus through misty green hills, an old tune in your headphones, and a summer you can't go back to. Lyrics included. 雨の夕方、ケルトの田舎道を走る、最終バス。曇った窓の外で、緑の丘が霧にとけ、石垣が銀色に浮かんでは消えていく。指で書いた名前は、雨粒といっしょに、すべり落ちる。戻れない夏の記憶が、バスの揺れに合わせて、そっとよみがえります。 ティン・ホイッスルとフィドル、ハープ、雨の音が寄り添う、ノスタルジックな、英語ボーカルのケルト風フォークバラードです。 【歌詞 / Lyrics】 Rain is tracing down the window The green hills fade to gray Stone walls sleep in silver mist As the last bus finds its way Take me back on the last bus home Through the glen where we used to roam The rain keeps humming our old song And I'm not ready to let it go I write your name on the fogged-up glass And watch it slide away The whistle tunes we used to hum Still ride with me today Take me back on the last bus home Through the glen where we used to roam The rain keeps humming our old song And I'm not ready to let it go The stops go by, one by one A chapel, then the shore If I rode a little farther Would you be waiting there once more Take me back on the last bus home Through the glen where we used to roam The rain keeps humming our old song And I'm not ready to let it go And I'm not ready to let it go Let it rain... let it go... この楽曲は AI で生成しました。 / This song was created with AI.