Track 4 · Lyricsトラック 4・歌詞
One More Possession
もう一度、攻めよう
Ready to shoot, the player draws a second defender and finds the cutting teammate. A shared finish leads back to the court the next afternoon.シュートを狙う選手に二人目の守備が寄る。その瞬間、空いた場所へ走る仲間にパスを出す。最後の得点から、翌日のいつものコートへ。
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Behind the Track楽曲の背景
The familiar rival is guarding again, but the player is watching the whole floor. A drawn-up play and a teammate’s cut become easier to read than the fear of another miss.
A second defender steps toward the drive. The player is ready to shoot, sees the space that has opened, and sends a bounce pass through it. The layup drops before the horn. The next afternoon, bags return to the fence and the teams change again.
また、あのライバルが守っている。でも今度は、目の前だけでなくコート全体を見ている。描かれた作戦と仲間の動きが、ミスへの怖さよりもはっきり見える。
ドライブに二人目の守備が寄る。シュートを狙える状態で、空いた場所へ走る仲間を見つけ、バウンドパスを通す。レイアップが落ちてからブザーが鳴る。翌日の午後、バッグをフェンス際に置き、またチームを替えて遊び始める。
Lyrics歌詞
The huddle breaks, we take our spots Your jersey's sticking to your back You look at me, I lift my hand The ball comes in, we go again My legs are heavy, eyes are up I hear you calling on my right Five of us moving down the floor Our shadows crossing in the light One more possession I can hear you through the crowd When they come to close around me You're the one I'm picking out One more possession We've been here a thousand times On the court behind the school With the last bus rolling by The same old grin is guarding me He leans to cut my right side off I change my pace and take the left His teammate takes a step toward me Time out, we gather at the bench One point behind, one play to draw You trace a line across your palm I nod before you've drawn it all One more possession I can hear you through the crowd When they come to close around me You're the one I'm picking out One more possession We've been here a thousand times On the court behind the school With the last bus rolling by One point down, I take the lane I look up, ready for the shot A second defender leaves your side You cut behind him, out of sight 这边！ I bounce it past his reaching arm You catch in stride and take two steps You lay it softly off the glass It drops, and then the horn cuts in 好球！ One more possession I can hear you through the crowd When they come to close around me You're the one I'm picking out One more possession We've been here a thousand times On the court behind the school With the last bus rolling by They crowd around you, pull me in Our laughter follows us outside Next afternoon, bags by the fence We switch the teams and play again