Musou Uta (ОСТ Прославленный)

kodomo no goro no yume wa
iroasenai rakugaki de
omou mama kaki suberasete
egaku mirai e to tsunagaru
 
sumi wakaru sora
hateshinai hodo aoku
mujaki na kokoro ni
mitasare hikareteku
 
yagate jiyuu ni tobimawareru
hane o te ni irete
muku na hitomi wa motometeku
sora no mukou e ikitai na
 
tomedonai negai kara
hitotsu dake kanau no nara
darenimo yuzuri taku wa nai
yume o tsukamitai to omou yo
 
kodomo no goro no yume wa
iroasenai rakugaki de
itsumademo kaki tsuzukerareta
nagau mirai e to tsunagaru
 

kane ga naru oto
tooku kara kikoetekuru
sunao na kokoro ni
todoite wa hibi iteru
 
hikari wa nanairo ni kawatte
ko o egaite yuku
muku na hitomi wa motometeku
niji no mukou e ikitai na
 
tomedo naku negau hodo
wasurenaide itai koto
sasaetekureru hito ga ite
yume o miru koto ga dekiru kara
 
kodomo no goro no yume wa
iroasenai rakugaki de
omou mama kaki suberasete
egaku mirai e to tsunagaru
 
yagate jiyuu ni tobimawareru
hane o te ni irete
muku na hitomi wa motometeku
sora no mukou e ikitai na
 
tomedonai negai kara
hitotsu dake kanau no nara
darenimo yuzuri taku wa nai
yume o tsukamitai to omou yo
 
tomedo naku negau hodo
wasurenaide itai koto
sasaetekureru hito ga ite
yume o miru koto ga dekiru kara
 
kodomo no goro no yume wa
iroasenai rakugaki de
omou mama kaki suberasete
egaku mirai e to tsunagaruПеревод на английский:
The dreams I had when I was a child
are scribbles that do not fade.
They reveal the feelings with which they were written
and are connected to the future that I draw.
 
Across the clear sky
was only endless blue
and my innocent heart
was thoroughly charmed.
 
Soon I obtained wings of freedom
with which I could fly.
I turned my eye towards my desire -
to go to that distant sky.
 
From countless wishes,
if only one could be granted,
I think anyone would want to seize their dreams
and never be made to let go.
 
The dreams I had when I was a child
are scribbles that do not fade.
They continue to be drawn forever
and are connected to the future I desire.
 

I heard a ringing note
from a far-off bell
and in my honest heart
it resounded an echo.
 
The light transformed into seven colors
and painted an arc on the sky.
I turned my eye towards my desire -
to go to that distant rainbow.
 
When wishes come to an end,
don’t forget the painful things.
There are people who will support you
so you will still be able to see your dreams
 
The dreams I had when I was a child
are scribbles that do not fade.
They reveal the feelings with which they were written
and are connected to the future that I draw.
 
Soon I obtained wings of freedom
with which I could fly.
I turned my eye towards my desire -
to go to that distant sky.
 
From countless wishes,
if only one could be granted,
I think anyone would want to seize their dreams
and never be made to let go.
 
When wishes come to an end,
don’t forget the painful things.
There are people who will support you
so you will still be able to see your dreams.
 
The dreams I had when I was a child
are scribbles that do not fade.
They reveal the feelings with which they were written
and are connected to the future that I draw. 

Детские мечты - это дар небес,
Милые черты их трепещут на ветру.
Память сердца моего - это чудо из чудес -
В грядущий новый мир с собой
Я заберу.

Неба голубая даль
Растворилась в вышине.
На невинном сердце лежит печаль
Будто это все во сне.

Я два крыла обрету в мечте,
На них свободно смогу летать.
Далеко за край голубых небес,
Куда сможет чистый взор достать.

Если б из желаний всех лишь одно
Точно бы исполнилось все равно,
Ветер бы унес в землю юношеских грез
Каждого из нас уже давно.

Детские мечты - это дар небес,