Lyrics of Sunday impressions

(konishi)
Translators: andrei cunha

Boku no
Nanimo kamo ga
Iya ni natta
Nichiyo no gogo
Niji-han sugi

Hidoku jikan wo
Kakete
Bathroom de
Hige wo sotteta

Toshi wo totte
Zurui kao ni natte
Tada hidoku
Kutabireteru
Kagami no naka no

Arifureta otoko
Arifureta hanashi
Arifureta
Nichiyo no gogo

Subete
Akirametara
Hima ni natta
Nichiyo no gogo
Goji-han sugi

Boku wa
Gaiya-seki de
Taikutsu na shiai wo
Mite ita

Koi no tabi ni
Koi no owari no
Koto wo
Kangaeta
Kimi ni totte wa
Kinen subeki hi

Arifureta futari
Arifureta hanashi
Arifureta
Nichiyo no gogo

Bathroom ni
Kagi wo kaketa
Mama de
Mo dare mo boku ni
Aenai

Kore de sayonara
Hige wo sorioeta

Arifureta otoko
Arifureta hanashi
Arifureta
Nichiyo no gogo

Hidoku
Tsumaranai otoko
Arifureta hanashi
Arifureta
Nichiyo no gogo

Mo dare mo boku ni
Aenai

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I started hating
Everything about myself
On a sunday
Afternoon
A bit past two-thirty

Spent a long time
Locked up in
The bathroom
Shaving staring at my own face

I got older
I look like a crook
I look
So tired
A vulgar man

Stares back at me
Such a vulgar story
Such a vulgar
Sunday afternoon

I gave up
Doing anything
And then
I had nothing to do
On a sunday afternoon at 5:30 pm

I was sitting at
The outfield bleachers
Watching a boring
Game

When i fall in love
I start thinking about
The end of
Love
This is a day
To remember

Our vulgar couple
Such a vulgar story
Such a vulgar
Sunday afternoon

I locked myself up
In the bathroom
Realised
Nobody wants
To see me

I suppose this is good-bye
As i finished shaving

A vulgar man
A vulgar story
Were staring back at me
On a vulgar sunday afternoon

I am
Such a boring guy
Such a vulgar story
Such a vulgar
Sunday afternoon

Nobody wants
To see me