Track 4 · Lyricsトラック 4・歌詞
Good Day
いい日
An ordinary Saturday of coffee, a park bench, and golden light lets 我挺好的 become true without qualification.コーヒー、公園のベンチ、金色の光。何でもない土曜日に、我挺好的――「元気にしてる」が、何の但し書きもいらない本音になる。
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Saturday begins with the kind of sleep that only arrives when nothing is being fought.
The barista knows her face. A park bench is warm from the person who sat there before her. A pigeon nods. A child asks, ‘Why is water?’ and receives the only honest answer available: ‘I don't know, sayang.’
Golden hour makes ordinary things feel briefly holy. Bread from a bakery she passes but does not enter. Peonies being bought for somebody she will never meet. A quiet apartment that feels peaceful rather than lonely.
我挺好的. Not a lie, a joke, or a performance. Just the truth for this one good day. It does not have to promise anything more.
土曜日は、何とも戦わずに眠れた朝から始まる。
バリスタは彼女の顔を覚えている。公園のベンチには、前に座っていた人のぬくもりが残っている。鳩がうなずく。子どもが「どうして水なの？」と尋ねる。返ってくるのは、今できる唯一の正直な答え――「分からないね、sayang（大切な子）」。
ゴールデンアワーの光は、ありふれたものをつかの間、神聖に見せる。入らずに通り過ぎるパン屋のパン。会うことのない誰かのために買われる芍薬。ひとりの部屋は、寂しいのではなく、静かで安らいでいる。
我挺好的――大丈夫、元気にしてる。嘘でも、冗談でも、演技でもない。この一日だけは、ただ本当だ。それ以上を約束しなくていい。
Lyrics歌詞
Morning... 我挺好的 Saturday light coming through the curtain clean Got the kinda sleep I only get when I am mean to dreams Put on a sweater that I haven't worn in weeks Walk down to the corner where the best espresso speaks Order a flat white, the barista knows my face "Here you go, love" — she says it with such grace Sit by the window, city moving slow and sweet Every car horn sounds like music on the street Sip the coffee slow, the day is mine to keep Nothing on the calendar, nothing in the deep Every notification I didn't check today 我挺好的 — let me stay Good day, good day — everything's arriving Good day, good day — I forgot I was surviving Fine, thanks, yeah, I'm doing good 我挺好的 — understood Good day, good day — city's being kind Good day, good day — nothing on my mind Fine, thanks, yeah, I'm doing great 我挺好的 — no qualifier state Walk to the park where the old folks play their chess Bench is free, I'm free, the bench and I a mess Wind through trees go whoosh whoosh whoosh, the leaves applaud Pigeon walks by like he's nodding me a nod Old man smiles at nothing, I smile at the same Little kid asks mom "why is water?" — what a name 我挺好的 — fine in Saturday time Pigeon coo coo coo, and I coo to rhyme Watch the light change slow, the day is mine to keep Nothing on the calendar, nothing shallow, nothing deep Every email I won't answer is a small bouquet 我挺好的 — let me stay Good day, good day — everything's arriving Good day, good day — I forgot I was surviving Fine, thanks, yeah, I'm doing good 我挺好的 — understood Good day, good day — city's being kind Good day, good day — nothing on my mind Fine, thanks, yeah, I'm doing great 我挺好的 — no qualifier state Golden hour now Sidewalk warm from the afternoon Somebody's laughing on a rooftop somewhere Someone's playing music through a window I pass a bakery, bread smells holy I pass a flower stand, someone's buying peonies I am not going anywhere I am just going 我挺好的 — that's the whole sentence Good day, good day — the light is getting low Good day, good day — and I don't have to go Fine, thanks, yeah, I'm doing fine 我挺好的 — clean and kind Good day, good day — Monday seems a year ago Good day, good day — every step's a slow Fine, thanks, yeah, I'm doing great 挺好的 — just that phrase 挺好的 挺好的