死んだらそれでサヨウナラ/When I Die, Then That’s Goodbye by Usagi

When I Die, Then That’s Goodbye
Lyrics: Mariko Goto

When I die, stop the clock
and wind it back to when we were together
Sometimes we fought, sometimes we laughed
I still think about those days we spent together

When I die, turn off the light
so I won’t see you crying,
“It’s cruel being left behind”
so I won’t see you crying alone

The evening sun flickers red on the face of the water
A lonely cat’s corpse–“Found it,” I laughed–and
the light came shining down

When I die, will someone please
swap out that one string on my red guitar?
It’s a good guitar with a few quirks
Could someone swap out that string for me?

The light came shining down

When I die, forget about me
It’s okay if you hold hands with someone I don’t know
but just remember me a little bit
Just remember the day I died

When I die and many years have passed,
I know you’ll forget about me
but just remember me a little bit
Just remember the day I died

The evening sun flickers red on the face of the water
A lonely cat’s corpse reminds me of someone
The light came shining down

When I die . . .

NOTES: Mariko Goto, famous for her work with the Japanese punk rock band Midori, started out as vocalist and guitarist of Usagi (Rabbit). Thanks to Andrew White for pointing me in the direction of Usagi’s album. Great find. Original Japanese lyrics below.

 『死んだらそれでサヨウナラ』
 詩・曲 後藤まり子

 
 僕が死んだら時計をとめて
 君と2人で過ごした時に戻そう
 たまにケンカをして笑いあっていた
 2人で過ごした日々を今も覚えてる

 僕が死んだら明かりを消して
 君の泣く姿を見ずにおこう
 「残されるのはツライから」と
 1人で泣く君の姿を見ずにおこう

 夕方の赤は 水面に揺れる揺れる
 寂しげな猫の死骸 「見つけた」 笑う そして
 キラキラと光って落ちてった

 僕が死んだら赤いギターの
 弦は一体誰が変えてくれるのか
 ちょっと癖のあるいいヤツだから
 誰かあいつをかわいがってやってくれ

 キラキラと光って落ちてった

 僕が死んだら早く忘れて
 僕の知らない誰かと手をとりあえばいい でも
 ちょっとくらいは覚えててよ
 僕の死んだ日くらいは覚えててよ

 僕が死んで何年か過ぎたら
 君は僕の事を忘れてしまうだろう でも
 ちょっとくらいは覚えててよ
 僕が死んだ日くらいは覚えててよ

 夕方の赤は 水面に揺れる揺れる
 寂しげな猫の死骸 誰かに似ている それは
 キラキラと光って落ちてった

 僕が死んだら...。

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There’s No One on the Train by Tama (汽車には誰も乗っていない/たま)

Now I’m limping along
The outskirts of town
On a black railroad, printed with a misalignment
The lights in the children’s hospital are dim

Before the portrait appears in the middle of the night

Somewhere the rails are rusted
I miss the dry clouds of dust
In the orange color of eternity
Countless crows come to me

Before the portrait laughs in the middle of the night

Passing by a small candy store
A glass wind pierces my cheeks
From someone’s house, the sound of a girl’s piano
Looking up at the stars is terrifying

The portrait stares at me in the middle of the night

僕は今片足をひきずって
街のはずれを歩いている
印刷ずれした黒い鉄路
小児科医院の灯りは暗い

真夜中の似顔絵描きが現われないうちに

どこかで鉄が錆びている
乾いた砂ぼこりが懐かしい
永遠のだいだい色の中に
何匹もカラスがやってくる

真夜中の似顔絵描きが笑わないうちに

駄菓子屋が今を越えて
ガラスの風ほほにつき刺さるよ
誰かの家少女のピアノの音
星を見るのは怖すぎるよ

真夜中の似顔絵描きが僕を見ている

The Dreaming Girl, Flying High, In the Sky by tricot (夢見がちな少女、舞い上がる、空へ / tricot)

When we were little they told us
to fill our hearts with dreams
But as we got older the adults
kept shouting at us to get real

Will anyone go out of their way
to follow you on the same path?
I just don’t know at all

Flying high
the dreaming girl, in the sky

Your arms and legs
aren’t just there to hang limp from your body
I don’t care how ugly you are
Walk with your own purpose
Someone who doesn’t choose his own path
can no longer dream
Those who live believing
in a predetermined path
always end up
at hollow destinations

Flying high
the dreaming girl, in the sky

When we were little they told us
to fill our hearts with dreams
But as we got older the adults
kept shouting at us to get real
Don’t make yourself dance with someone
who only believes in common sense
Dance however you like

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MUSIC VIDEO

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幼い頃は胸いっぱいに
夢を見なさいと言っていた
大人達が 年を取るにつれて
現実を見なさいと煩く繰り返した

誰がわざわざあんたらと
同じ道を辿るもんか
なんにもわかっちゃいない

舞い上がる
夢見がちな少女、空へ

その手足はただ
ぶら下がっているだけのものじゃない
どんな醜い姿でもいい
自分の意思でちゃんと歩け
自分の道も自分で決められない奴が
見る夢はもうどこにもない
あらかじめ決められた道があると
思って生きている奴らの
虚しい行き先だけが
そう決まっている

舞い上がる
夢見がちな少女、空へ

幼い頃は胸いっぱいに
夢を見なさいと言っていた
大人達が 年を取るにつれて
現実を見なさいと煩く繰り返した
自分の頭の中の常識しか
信じられない奴らに踊らされんな
好きに 踊れ

Lose My Mind by INU (気い狂て / INU)

There are so many people
And I’m just one of them
We’re all about to suffocate
In each other’s shifty eyes

Get off my back, or I’ll lose my mind and die
Get off my back, or I’ll lose my mind and die
Get off my back, or I’ll lose my mind and die
Get off my back, or I’ll lose my mind and die

Some things are easily had
Some are hardly obtainable
And even if you do get them
There’s no way they belong to you

Get off my back, or I’ll lose my mind and die
Get off my back, or I’ll lose my mind and die
Get off my back, or I’ll lose my mind and die
Get off my back, or I’ll lose my mind and die

Somehow it all became so clear, what it is that I’m feeling
The old guy at the steamed bun shop, too
Typical everyday depression

Get off my back, or I’ll lose my mind and die
Get off my back, or I’ll lose my mind and die
Get off my back, or I’ll lose my mind and die
Get off my back, or I’ll lose my mind and die

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沢山の人間が居て
俺はその中の一人
定まらぬ視線の中で
みんなお互い窒息寸前

ええ加減にせんと気い狂て死ぬ
ええ加減にせんと気い狂て死ぬ
ええ加減にせんと気い狂て死ぬ
ええ加減にせんと気い狂て死ぬ

簡単に物が在って
簡単に手に入らない
手に入ったところで
おまえのものにはなりえない

ええ加減にせんと気い狂て死ぬ
ええ加減にせんと気い狂て死ぬ
ええ加減にせんと気い狂て死ぬ
ええ加減にせんと気い狂て死ぬ

何となく感じてたことがはっきりと分かってきた
まんじゅう屋のおっさんも
さすがに今日は憂鬱げ

ええ加減にせんと気い狂て死ぬ
ええ加減にせんと気い狂て死ぬ
ええ加減にせんと気い狂て死ぬ
ええ加減にせんと気い狂て死ぬ

Canary by Saijo Yaso (かなりや / 西條八十)

The canary that forgot his song
Shall I abandon him in the mountains?
Oh no, oh no, you mustn’t do that

The canary that forgot his song
Shall I bury him in the small bush out back?
Oh no, oh no, you mustn’t do that

The canary that forgot his song
Shall I whip him with a branch from the willow tree?
Oh no, oh no, that’s just too cruel

The canary that forgot his song, if we float him out to sea on a moonlit night
In an ivory boat with golden oars, then he will remember the song he forgot

* * *

唄を忘れた金糸雀(かなりや)は
後ろの山に棄てましょか
いえ いえ それはなりませぬ

唄を忘れた金糸雀は
背戸の小藪に埋けましょか
いえ いえ それはなりませぬ

唄を忘れた金糸雀は
柳の鞭でぶちましょか
いえ いえ それはかわいそう

唄を忘れた金糸雀は 象牙の船に 金の櫂(かい)
月夜の海に浮かべれば 忘れた唄をおもいだす

White Flowers of the Blind Man by Iuchi Kengo (盲人の白い花/井内賢吾)

This deep color comes from inside of us
Wet with your blood and mine
The white flowers of the blind man who blew himself up

Spattered on the ground, the rotting flesh
Stains the thin night, and they speak to me
The white flowers of the blind man who blew himself up

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深い色は人の中
あなたの血のわが血に濡れて
爆弾自殺した盲人の白い花

底波飛び散る腐りかけの肉が
薄く夜を染めわたしに話しかける
爆弾自殺した盲人の白い花

NOTES: Listen to the song on YouTube.

I Hope You Suffer Till the Day You Die by Iuchi Kengo (死ぬまであなたは苦しめばよい/井内賢吾)

I abandoned my child on the mountain
and the birds came and DE—–VOURED—–HIM—————-!!!
The old man blew himself up and his petals shone black with oil
Led astray by sad memories
I hope you suffer till the day you die
I hope you suffer till the day you die

Rule the sky like black crows
Stain the evening crimson red
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!
I hope you suffer till the day you die
I hope you suffer till the day you die
I hope you suffer till the day you die
Till the day you die

* * *

UPDATE: Thanks to Grady Martin for tracking down the origin of these lyrics. They happened to be a song from the same album as “White Flowers of the Blind Man,” Iuchi Kengo’s The Spring of Your Madness in Bloom (あなたの狂気の春が咲く).

The following is a translation of some lyrics that appear in various places online, but no writer or singer is attributed to them. I have tried searching for more information, but all I can gather is that it seems to be a controversial folk song, perhaps in the “death folk” or “funeral folk” style. If anyone knows anything more, please leave a comment below.

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わたしの 子供を 山に捨てたら
鳥が来て たべぇーーーーーちゃぁーーーーーったああーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーー!!!
爆弾自殺した 老人の花びらは あぶらでよごれて 黒く光っていた
悲しい記憶に 惑わされて
死ぬまであなたは 苦しめばよい
死ぬまであなたは 苦しめばよい

黒いカラスのように 空を支配して
夕暮れの空を 真っ赤に染めて
ああああああああああああああああああああああああああーーーーーーーーーーーーーー!!!
死ぬまであなたは 苦しめばよい
死ぬまであなたは 苦しめばよい
死ぬまであなたは 苦しめばよい
死ぬまであなたは