Luyện nghe bài hát Itteki No Eikyou

許せば進めるし
それも僕のせいにしてよ

自分は駄目だと思うこと
あれは僕のせいにしな

満たされ過ぎてるか

一番いけないことはさ
自分のせいにして

Yuruseba susumeru shi wa tachidomarasu
are wa boku no sei ni shi na sore mo no sei ni shite yo
o zutto tachitomeru sono subete to
boku o yurushite susunde iki na yo

shōgai koto no nai hana to nazukete mo
shōgai kareru koto no nai hana ni naru wa nai

majime ni ikite itsuka mukuwareru
sō yatte shimaeba sore wa uso ni naru

mi ni okoru sūjū jigōjitoku demo
nokori no sū no sei de mo nai sono fubyōdō

ichiban ikenai koto wa sa jibun wa da to omou koto
are wa boku no sei ni shi na sore mo boku no sei ni yo
boku o yurushite susunde iki na yo
jishin no koto mo yurushite agete yo

mitasaresugiteru ka tarinai ka
dochira ni kō ka fukō ka wa kanji kata shidai

batafurai chō ga habataku ura de taifū
itteki no shiosai ga katate o yami ni

to bachi ga toenai mono
ikiru koto wa kizutsuku
dare mo ga shiawase ni nareru nante omocchainai

ichiban ikenai koto wa sa jibun wa da to omou koto
dare no sei nai koto o jibun no sei ni shite
kyō mo wa ikite iru

no namida o mite mo nani mo kanji naku natte kita no wa
jibun no kanjō o korosu no ga sugiru
kanashii da yo

zurui yatsura ga warau de sukoshi zutsu de mo yukkuri to
ii hō ni yō ni shinji te majime ni iki te iru kimi wa suteki da yo
sonna jibun mo te age te yo

If you'd forgive yourself, you could even move forward, your grudges are at
So blame on me, and blame that on me too.
The things always kept you standing there,
everything else but me, and just move forward.

You can name that flower that never in wilted,
But you won't become flower that never in life wilted

If I live an honest one day I'd be rewarded
If I say those words and them, it'll just be a lie

Even if responsible for dozens of percentages of things that happened to us
The remaining few percentages aren't else's fault, that's the unfairness of life

The thing you could do, is to believe you're useless
So blame this on me, and blame on me too.
everything else but me, and just move forward
And forgive everything your own self too

Is it that you're too satisfied, or is it it's not enough at all
Whichever it is, it depends on how you go feeling it

A butterfly flaps its wings and raises a hurricane itself
The of a drop of the sea envelopes darkness in one hand

Those who answer to their sins and punishments
Living in itself means wounded
I think everybody can become happy, but

The worst thing you could do, is to you're useless
So this on me, and blame that on me too.
Today too, you go in

The reason gotten to the point where I feel nothing seeing other people's tears
Is because I've gotten skillful at my emotions
It's a of sorrow

Take it in a world which those mean people laugh
You who in order to advance on a good path, you who lives honestly, you're wonderful
Love someone me, who lives in that way as well.