Học Tiếng Anh Qua Bài Hát Có Phụ Đề: Only Human

Kanji:
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\r\n哀しみの向こう岸に
\r\n微笑みがあるというよ
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\r\n哀しみの向こう岸に
\r\n微笑みがあるというよ
\r\nたどり着くその先には
\r\n何が僕らを待ってる?
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\r\n逃げるためじゃなく　夢追うために
\r\n旅に出たはずさ　遠い夏のあの日
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\r\n明日さえ見えたなら　ため息もないけど
\r\n流れに逆らう舟のように
\r\n今は　前へ　進め
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\r\n苦しみの尽きた場所に
\r\n幸せが待つというよ
\r\n僕はまだ探している
\r\n季節はずれの向日葵
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\r\nこぶし握りしめ　朝日を待てば
\r\n赤い爪あとに　涙　キラリ　落ちる
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\r\n孤独にも慣れたなら
\r\n月明かり頼りに
\r\n羽根なき翼で飛び立とう
\r\nもっと　前へ　進め
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\r\n雨雲が切れたなら
\r\n濡れた道　かがやく
\r\n闇だけが教えてくれる
\r\n強い　強い　光
\r\n強く　前へ　進め
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\r\nRomaji:
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\r\nKanashimi no mukou kishi ni
\r\nHohoemi ga aru toiu yo
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\r\nKanashimi no mukou kishi ni
\r\nHohoemi ga aru to iu yo
\r\nTadori tsuku sono saki ni wa
\r\nNani ga bokura wo matteru?
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\r\nNigeru tame ja naku yume ou tame ni
\r\nTabi ni deta hazusa tooi natsu no ano hi
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\r\nAshita sae mieta nara tame iki mo nai kedo
\r\nNagare ni sakarau fune no you ni
\r\nIma wa mae he susume
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\r\nKurushimi no tsukita basho ni
\r\nShiawase ga matsu toiu yo
\r\nBoku wa mada sagashite iru
\r\nKisetsu hazure no himawari
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\r\nKobushi nigirishime asahi wo mateba
\r\nAkai tsume ato ni namida kirari ochiru
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\r\nKodoku ni mo nareta nara
\r\nTsuki akari tayori ni
\r\nHane naki tsubasa de tobi tatou
\r\nMotto mae he susume
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\r\nAmagumo ga kireta nara
\r\nNureta michi kagayaku
\r\nYami dake ga oshiete kureru
\r\nTsuyoi tsuyoi hikari
\r\nTsuyoku mae he susume
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\r\nEnglish:
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\r\nOn the opposite coast of sadness
\r\nis something called a smile
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\r\nOn the opposite coast of sadness
\r\nis something called a smile
\r\nBut before we can go there,
\r\nis there something we’re waiting for?
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\r\nIn order to chase our dreams, we can’t have a reason to run away
\r\nWe’ve got to go, to that far away summer’s day
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\r\nIf we find it tomorrow, we can’t sigh
\r\nBecause like a boat that opposes the stream
\r\nwe have to walk straight on
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\r\nIn a place worn down by sadness
\r\nsomething called a miracle, is waiting
\r\nYet we are still searching
\r\nfor the sunflower that grows at the end of spring
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\r\nThe warrior who awaits the morning light
\r\nbefore he can clasp it with red nails, his tears glitter and fall
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\r\nEven if we’ve grown used to loneliness
\r\nonly relying on the light of the moon
\r\nWe have to fly away with featherless wing
\r\njust go forward, just a little further
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\r\nAs the rainclouds break
\r\nthe wet streets sparkling
\r\nAlthough it brings only darkness
\r\nA powerful, powerful light
\r\nhelps push us to walk on
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