Friday, October 19, 2007

Translation from Japanese by Sarah Chantharavongsa

Lyrics of "Atama ga Okashii" by the band Ayabie - translated by Sarah Chantharavongsa

My Head Is StrangeMother often made notes and scores. Up until now, I profoundly wore a distorted shaped hat... because it's the exact same shape as my head. Protruding from the right-side of my forehead is a reindeer-like horn... (My dancing capacity is 15 centimeters per pace) ...I was born with it. In his room, that person secluded himself;
and there was alot of nice things to watch on tv, but...
the time to leave childhood came... and he, brash, also held the courtesy to becoming a man. About that man... (in this place, the letters were so scratched, and they couldn't be deciphered. Regarding the description of his head and in relation to, a detailed drawing along with notes were done. In conclusion, wealth was unneccessary in the song and left out.) I shortened and trimmed my hair, and my head began to swell for my 13th year spring event.Now, please notice me. My situation... Without a word, you held me in your arms. Now, you noticed, how these people smell like antiseptics. Without a question, I know I won't meet you again... It was taken from mother's notes that despair and fate's siren crowded him. Immediately, the siren really did draw near until it reached the house. Confused; the whirlpool he was caught in was the apoptosis of an autoimmune disease, because a program for reaching towards death was being done. ...As I'm being taken along, I thought about my fate, and how I'm getting all the coincidences more,
instead of letting it pass
and being able to accept it with no questions... Now, please notice me... My situation. Without nothing being said, you held me in your arms. Now, you noticed, these kind of people have the scent of antiseptics. Without a doubt, I know I won't meet you again. After three days, I cease to exist.
My distorted, I loved you... I'll be with you soon.It's for destroying all evidence. I'm sorry.Can you hear me?

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