Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Mr. Tomorrow

Reitan na machi no joukei fukaku naru sono
Ekimae ni hibiku ensetsu kaeru no nami wa seizen

Tachidomari utsumuku shounen rojou ni uzukumaru
Omowazu sorashita shisen kawaribae shinai

wa yake ni jouzetsu susumanai kouji jutai
Kanojotachi mo dokoka fukigen hibi no shousou

no you na kensou sakiokurisareta kenan
Keshite mo sutete mo mata saga

Jidai wa kimi no naka de sukoshizutsu iru
Kizuiteru kai mou ni furui penki wa hagaresou da
Kotae wa ni fukare kitto bokura wo matteta
Dare ni warawaretatte tawagoto datte utatte yo kibou wo ima

Wasureteku ano aimai na mama no shinjitsu
wo kaeminai genzai yurushi wo kou toki dake keiken

Umareochita koto wa guuzen saigo dake ga itsumo
mo karete mo mono wo ienu robou no hana

Jidai wa mawaritsuzuke wo mata kurikaesu kedo
Shinjite ii kai nee itsuka hontou ni nanika tte
Kotae wa kaze ni fukare kitto bokura wo iru
Sukui no nai sekai wo saitei na wo utatte yo mirai wa kuru nda

Jidai wa kimi no naka de hitotsuzutsu tsukurarete yuku
Shinjiteku nda nee itsuka hontou ni nanika kawaru
Kotae wa mune no oku de tou ni kimatteta
Subarashii sekai he shinai ashita he utatte yo kibou no uta

The sights of an town, those shadings that become profound
The speech that resounds in front of the station; the of the people orderly heading back

The youths that stopped in their tracks with their heads down; the elderly that atop the roads
Unintentionally they averted their gaze, to a that isn't a change for the better

The adults who are awfully talkative; a congestion from a construction not progressing
And those girls as well, are in someway ill-humored by the impatience of the days that them forward

A pending question that was postponed such as the hustle and bustle of people
Even if erased, even if cast aside, it's to be asked again

The times have started, little by little, to move of you
Have you noticed? the old paint already like it's going to peal off
The answer is in the wind, surely, it was awaiting us
Sing of it now, hope that people laugh at and call it a naive bullshit

That that goes on being forgotten, a truth that remains ambiguous
A present where the past isn't reflected on; modest only when asking for

Being born is by chance, at ones end is it always clear
Even if bloomed, even if withered, a roadside that's unable to speak

The times continue to go around, repeating the same again but,
Is it okay to believe? hey, that one day something will really
The is blowing in the wind, surely, it was awaiting us
Sing to the world has no salvation, to the worst of yesterdays, that the future will come

by little you are creating the era inside you
Keep on believing, ok? Until really change
The answer is inside your heart, surely, it's been there the whole
Sing the song of hope, toward a wonderful world, towards a tomorrow be loved