夕立のあとで
A moody, melancholic Citypop track. Warm analog-style synth pads and glassy electric piano chords outline a dreamy, rain-tinged atmosphere, anchored by tight, gated-reverb drums and a cool, supple bass groove. Shimmering synth arpeggios drift like distant lights, while subtle saxophone flourishes and gentle tape saturation add nostalgic warmth. The vocals sit slightly back in the mix—soft and expressive—conveying a bittersweet sense of longing. Overall, it feels like a late-night Tokyo memory: wistful, reflective, and layered with understated emotion.
夕立のあとで
A moody, melancholic Citypop track. Warm analog-style synth pads and glassy electric piano chords outline a dreamy, rain-tinged atmosphere, anchored by tight, gated-reverb drums and a cool, supple bass groove. Shimmering synth arpeggios drift like distant lights, while subtle saxophone flourishes and gentle tape saturation add nostalgic warmth. The vocals sit slightly back in the mix—soft and expressive—conveying a bittersweet sense of longing. Overall, it feels like a late-night Tokyo memory: wistful, reflective, and layered with understated emotion.
Lyrics
English translated lyrics at the bottom.
Shoutout to @1lovely , I absolutely love his citypop music. I was inspired to write my own
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Verse 1
春は僕たちを待ってはくれなかった
一歩先を走り抜けていたまま
僕らは踊りを追いかけて
裂けたページのあいだで重なり
恋の熱い 焼きつく鉄のように
しまもようのズボンのように重く
Chorus
マッカーサー・パークは暗闇で溶けている
あの甘い、若葉色の餡がほとばしる
誰かが桜餅を夕立にさらしてしまった
もう僕は耐えられそうにないんだ
だってあんなに時間をかけて作ったのに
そのレシピをもう二度と手にできないんだ
ああ、いやだ！
Verse 2
揺れた黄色いもめんのドレスを思い出す
波のように弾けて
君の膝元に広がって
手に抱えた小鳥たちは まだ小さな赤ん坊のようで
木陰でお年寄りがチェッカーをしている
Chorus
マッカーサー・パークは暗闇で溶けている
あの甘い、若葉色の餡がほとばしる
誰かが桜餅を夕立にさらしてしまった
もう僕は耐えられそうにないんだ
だってあんなに時間をかけて作ったのに
そのレシピをもう二度と手にできないんだ
ああ、いやだ！
Bridge 1
僕にはまた別の歌がきっとあるだろう 歌うから
僕にはまた別の夢があるだろう 誰かが届けてくれる
温かいうちにワインを飲み干して
……君に僕が太陽を見つめる姿は 見せないようにしよう
でも、これまでのすべての愛を重ねたとしても
すべての愛を重ねたとしても
君だけは変わらない存在なんだ
Bridge 2
僕は自分の人生をつかんで 思いどおりに使おう
みんなにあがめられても いつかそれも手放すだろう
欲しいものはすべて手に入れて
僕の情熱は空を巡る川のように流れる
そしてこれまでのすべての愛を重ねたあとでも
これまでのすべての愛を重ねたあとでも
僕は君のことを考え続けるだろう
“なぜ” と問いかけながら
Chorus
マッカーサー・パークは暗闇で溶けている
あの甘い、若葉色の餡がほとばしる
誰かが桜餅を夕立にさらしてしまった
もう僕は耐えられそうにないんだ
だってあんなに時間をかけて作ったのに
そのレシピをもう二度と手にできないんだ
ああ、いやだ、ああ、いやだ、いやだ、ああ、いやだ！
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After the evening rain shower
Verse 1
Spring didn’t wait for us—
It kept racing one step ahead.
We chased the dance,
Tangled between torn notebook pages,
Our love searing like hot iron,
Heavy as striped trousers dragging down.
Chorus
MacArthur Park melts into darkness,
That sweet young-leaf-green filling overflows.
Someone left the sakura mochi in the evening rain—
I can’t bear it anymore.
After all that time spent perfecting the recipe,
Now I’ll never hold it again.
Ah, I hate this!
Verse 2
I remember her swaying in yellow cotton,
The dress bursting like ocean waves,
Spilling across her knees.
The baby birds in my palms, still fragile as newborns,
While old men play checkers under the trees.
Chorus
MacArthur Park melts into darkness,
That sweet young-leaf-green filling overflows.
Someone left the sakura mochi in the evening rain—
I can’t bear it anymore.
After all that time spent perfecting the recipe,
Now I’ll never hold it again.
Ah, I hate this!
Bridge 1
Surely I’ll find another song to sing.
Surely another dream will come, delivered by someone.
I’ll drink my wine before it cools…
Better hide from you how I stare at the sun.
But even if I stack every love I’ve ever known,
Pile them sky-high until my arms shake,
You’re the only constant left.
Bridge 2
I’ll grip my life tight, mold it as I please.
Even if they worship me, I’ll let it go someday.
I’ll claim everything I crave—
My passion flows like a river through the sky.
And after stacking every love I’ve ever known,
After rebuilding that tower again,
I’ll still whisper your name,
Asking “why?”
[Chorus] (repeat, with ad-libs)
MacArthur Park melts into darkness,
That sweet young-leaf-green filling overflows.
Someone left the sakura mochi in the evening rain—
I can’t bear it anymore.
After all that time spent perfecting the recipe,
Now I’ll never hold it again.
Ah, I hate this!
Ah, I hate this! Ah, I hate—hate—ah, I HATE THIS!