作词 : 藤原聡
作词 : 藤原聡
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作曲 : 藤原聡
作曲 : 藤原聡
00:01
誇るよ全部 僕が僕であるための要素を
I’m proud of it all—every part that makes me who I am.
00:17
好きだよ全部 君という僕の黒い部分も
I love it all—even the dark side of myself reflected in you.
00:22
恵まれなかった才能も 丈夫じゃない性格も
The talent I didn’t get, this fragile personality,
00:28
だけど大それた夢をちゃんと描く強かさも
but also the strong will to dream big, no matter what.
00:34
00:40
焦るよいつも 足音の群衆が僕の努力を
I’m always anxious—the crowd’s footsteps seem to trample my efforts.
00:40
引き裂いて何度 君という闇の世話になったろう
How many times have I depended on the shadows within you?
00:45
オンリーワンでもいいと
“It’s alright to be the only one,”
00:51
無理やりつけたアイマスクの
but behind the forced blindfold,
00:54
奥で一睡もしやしない自分も見飽きたよ
I’m tired of seeing a sleepless version of myself.
00:57
01:03
「現実的、客観的に見れば 絶望的。絶対的1位はきっと取れないな」
”If you look at it realistically and objectively, it’s hopeless. There’s no way I’m getting first place.”
01:04
分かってる 分かっちゃいるんだけど
I know that—I really do, but
01:12
圧倒的、直感的に僕は 納得出来ちゃいない
deep down, I just can’t accept it.
01:16
ああ なんでこんなにも面倒で
Why did I end up with such tricky,
01:21
不適合な長所を宿してしまったんだろう
ill-fitting strengths, anyway?
01:24
01:30
らしさ そんなものを抱えては
Carrying those things called “myself,”
01:33
僕らは泣いてた 笑ってた 競い合ったまま
we cried and laughed, always competing.
01:38
大好きな事に全て捧げては
We gave everything to the things we loved,
01:45
何度も泣くんだ 笑うんだ
and cried again and laughed again,
01:50
メチャクチャなペースで
all at a crazy pace.
01:54
01:59
何度勝っても それはそれで未来は苦しいもの
No matter how many times I win, the future stays tough.
02:09
ああ まじでなんなの？ 負けて負けて負けまくった時ほど
Honestly—what’s up with that? When I keep losing over and over,
02:14
思い出話が僕の歩みを遅めてしまうよ
memories just slow my steps even more.
02:20
過去の僕と君からの最低のプレゼント
That’s the worst gift from my past self and from you.
02:26
02:31
打算的で消極的な面は 僕を守る絆創膏
My calculating, passive side acts as a bandage that protects me.
02:33
怖くてきっと剥げないな
I’m too scared to ever peel it off.
02:38
分かってる 分かっちゃいるんだけど
I know that—I really do, but
02:41
プライドは新品のままで白くふやけ痒がっている
my pride stays brand new, swollen and itching.
02:44
ああ どちらも僕で君だから
Because both are me, both are you,
02:49
どちらも本心だからたちが悪いよな
and both are truly how we feel—it’s such a pain.
02:53
03:02
「始めたのが遅いから」
“You got a late start.”
03:19
「世界はあまりにも広いから」
“The world is just too big.”
03:22
「天才はレベルが違うから」
“Geniuses are next-level.”
03:24
「てかお前が楽しけりゃいいじゃん」
“Doesn’t matter. As long as you’re having fun, right?”
03:27
ああ うるさいな それでもなんか
Geez, shut up—but even so,
03:30
君に負けてしまう日もあった
I had days when I still lost to you.
03:33
まあ そりゃそっか ブレない芯や
Well, guess that’s how it goes—a steady core or
03:36
思想なんて僕らしくはないや
fixed ideas just aren’t me at all.
03:39
でも今の僕は もう限界だ
But now, I’m at my limit.
03:41
君の言いなりになってたまるか
No way I’m going to do everything you say.
03:45
僕はやっぱ 誰にも負けたくないんだ
I just don’t want to lose to anyone!
03:48
そんな熱よどうか 消えてなくなるな！
So please—don’t let that fire burn out!
03:53
04:01
らしさ そんなものを抱えては
Carrying those things called “myself,”
04:01
僕らは泣いてた 笑ってた 競い合ったまま
we cried and laughed, always competing.
04:06
大好きな事に全て捧げては まだまだ泣くんだ 笑うんだ
We gave everything to what we loved—still, we cry and laugh,
04:13
位置についたなら さあ、本気で勝負だ
and once we get into position, let’s go for it, all out.
04:22
04:28
らしさ そんなものを抱えては
Carrying those things called “myself,”
04:28
喜び悲しみ 不安期待 絶望絶頂 君と僕のものだよ全部
all the joy, sadness, anxiety, hope, despair, excitement—they’re yours and mine, all of them.
04:33
らしさ そんなものを抱えては
Carrying those things called “myself,”
04:39
ああ 息絶えるまで泣くんだ 笑うんだ
we’ll cry and laugh till our last breath.
04:43
「本当に良かった」
“I’m really glad.”
04:48
ああ 生きてて良かったな
Yeah, I’m glad I got to live.
04:51
Lyrics & Translation
Dive into the vibrant world of J-POP with Official髭男dism's "Rashisa," a song that beautifully encapsulates the essence of self-discovery. By exploring its heartfelt lyrics, you'll gain insights into Japanese expressions for individuality, resilience, and the courage to embrace your true self. Let this song be your guide to understanding the nuances of the Japanese language and the universal journey of finding one's place in the world.
[English]
作词 : 藤原聡
作曲 : 藤原聡
I’m proud of it all—every part that makes me who I am.
I love it all—even the dark side of myself reflected in you.
The talent I didn’t get, this fragile personality,
but also the strong will to dream big, no matter what.
I’m always anxious—the crowd’s footsteps seem to trample my efforts.
How many times have I depended on the shadows within you?
“It’s alright to be the only one,”
but behind the forced blindfold,
I’m tired of seeing a sleepless version of myself.
”If you look at it realistically and objectively, it’s hopeless. There’s no way I’m getting first place.”
I know that—I really do, but
deep down, I just can’t accept it.
Why did I end up with such tricky,
ill-fitting strengths, anyway?
Carrying those things called “myself,”
we cried and laughed, always competing.
We gave everything to the things we loved,
and cried again and laughed again,
all at a crazy pace.
No matter how many times I win, the future stays tough.
Honestly—what’s up with that? When I keep losing over and over,
memories just slow my steps even more.
That’s the worst gift from my past self and from you.
My calculating, passive side acts as a bandage that protects me.
I’m too scared to ever peel it off.
I know that—I really do, but
my pride stays brand new, swollen and itching.
Because both are me, both are you,
and both are truly how we feel—it’s such a pain.
“You got a late start.”
“The world is just too big.”
“Geniuses are next-level.”
“Doesn’t matter. As long as you’re having fun, right?”
Geez, shut up—but even so,
I had days when I still lost to you.
Well, guess that’s how it goes—a steady core or
fixed ideas just aren’t me at all.
But now, I’m at my limit.
No way I’m going to do everything you say.
I just don’t want to lose to anyone!
So please—don’t let that fire burn out!
Carrying those things called “myself,”
we cried and laughed, always competing.
We gave everything to what we loved—still, we cry and laugh,
and once we get into position, let’s go for it, all out.
Carrying those things called “myself,”
all the joy, sadness, anxiety, hope, despair, excitement—they’re yours and mine, all of them.
Carrying those things called “myself,”
we’ll cry and laugh till our last breath.
“I’m really glad.”
Yeah, I’m glad I got to live.
作曲 : 藤原聡
I’m proud of it all—every part that makes me who I am.
I love it all—even the dark side of myself reflected in you.
The talent I didn’t get, this fragile personality,
but also the strong will to dream big, no matter what.
I’m always anxious—the crowd’s footsteps seem to trample my efforts.
How many times have I depended on the shadows within you?
“It’s alright to be the only one,”
but behind the forced blindfold,
I’m tired of seeing a sleepless version of myself.
”If you look at it realistically and objectively, it’s hopeless. There’s no way I’m getting first place.”
I know that—I really do, but
deep down, I just can’t accept it.
Why did I end up with such tricky,
ill-fitting strengths, anyway?
Carrying those things called “myself,”
we cried and laughed, always competing.
We gave everything to the things we loved,
and cried again and laughed again,
all at a crazy pace.
No matter how many times I win, the future stays tough.
Honestly—what’s up with that? When I keep losing over and over,
memories just slow my steps even more.
That’s the worst gift from my past self and from you.
My calculating, passive side acts as a bandage that protects me.
I’m too scared to ever peel it off.
I know that—I really do, but
my pride stays brand new, swollen and itching.
Because both are me, both are you,
and both are truly how we feel—it’s such a pain.
“You got a late start.”
“The world is just too big.”
“Geniuses are next-level.”
“Doesn’t matter. As long as you’re having fun, right?”
Geez, shut up—but even so,
I had days when I still lost to you.
Well, guess that’s how it goes—a steady core or
fixed ideas just aren’t me at all.
But now, I’m at my limit.
No way I’m going to do everything you say.
I just don’t want to lose to anyone!
So please—don’t let that fire burn out!
Carrying those things called “myself,”
we cried and laughed, always competing.
We gave everything to what we loved—still, we cry and laugh,
and once we get into position, let’s go for it, all out.
Carrying those things called “myself,”
all the joy, sadness, anxiety, hope, despair, excitement—they’re yours and mine, all of them.
Carrying those things called “myself,”
we’ll cry and laugh till our last breath.
“I’m really glad.”
Yeah, I’m glad I got to live.
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