Luyện nghe bài hát Asunaki Koufuku, Koenaki Asu

It's 9 o'clock in the morning on the third Friday, and outside the glass window, its irritating as hell.
I prefer the rain. You when you have those days? You just can't laugh.

If it's possible, somebody tell me my purpose to live.
I want to jump off this life that's so ordinary.
No whitewashing.

People stare at me with cold eyes I'm all wet for not using an umbrella in the pouring rain I'm
myself, and I don't even know it.
I want to laugh on the Sunday after the rain has cleared up.

The social face, the private face, nice to see you use it both so nicely.
Well, you I haven't thrown away being human...
No whitewashing

HUMAN
shaba dababiba shubidababiba duebidabidaba rarararan

Day by day, the innocence if my voice is buried down.
Don't you think its stupid? Being scammed by a same human like yourself?

Please cry... a little.
While you sit and cry on the bench, your future is like a crow that through garbage.
Please cry... a little.
The morning of the fourth Tuesday. I will soon be my people.

HUMAN

No whitewashing.