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Hymn for the Announciation

Let us join Archangel Michael in his way to
Virgin Mary
and kiss her since she is the mother and nurturer
of our life
not only the general is allowed to greet the queen
but humble ones too can see her and talk to her,
she, as the mother of God, is being beatified by all generations who are hailing her:
' All hail to you the uncontaminated, all hail, daughter invited by the God,
All hail to you the modest one, all hail to you the pleasant one, all hail, kind,
All hail, beautiful, all hail, unsown, all hail undecayed,
All hail, mother without a man,
All hail, bride without being married.
 

Τοnight at midnight

Tonight, tonight at midnight
i got up to write- my little turtledove
And i didn't even put down a single word
without sighing, my little bird
Oh my Virgin Mary Silivriani
i will bring you a candle tall as him-my little turtledove
if you bring, if you bring back to me my little bird
this week- oh my little turtledove
 

Moonlit Bear

In a dark dark corner of the forest
I picked up red red fruits
 
These are surely wonderful, wonderful
Presents from God
 
If I carry them home will we be delighted, I wonder?
Maybe so happy we’ll cry
 
The moon is very pretty today, isn’t it?
Let’s hurry, hurry to return home
 
For on a dark night such as this, a scary bear comes out
 
At long last I’ve found them, finally I’ve found them
I certain don’t want to do something like hand them over to anyone, to anyone
 
I run through a forest path where flowers bloom
While I’m carrying with me red fruits
If I return like this, he and I
Surely can become happy
 
Later on however, a bear that
Made a scary face chases me
Please, forgive me
Please overlook me
 
I knew that in truth, these fruits
Are that bear’s treasures
 
I run, a wandering run
I won’t hand over my happiness
The bear’s form is illuminated by the moon
Its dark shadow draws closer to me
 
The correct path is already lost
But still I run, I only run
I cry, the bear was crying too
The two fruits were also crying
 
At last I finally arrived, at my beloved home
He was kindly smiling, but
He saw the fruit I held
And made a very sad face
 
“Listen, our children are already
Not in this world
Return these children
To their true mother’s side”
 
Even if reality tore me apart someday
With its fangs and claws
Those warm, kind fruits
I wanted them at any cost
 
God, with my own hands
I committed an unforgivable sin
“If you do it now you can start over”
He said that, but
 
“That’s impossible! Because I already…”
 
Lying down outside the house is the corpse of a lone woman
Nearby, full of milk, was a small glass bottle…
 

Seven Crimes and Punishments

Come, let’s begin
 
Seven flowers flutter about, the crime is now unleashed
While my unsightly true face is masked
I continue to drown in lust
 
Seven seeds rain down, roots will stretch through the ground
The acid of my stomach will melt everything
Yes, even the world
 
This “Evil’s Kingdom” built up on the stone won’t stop anymore
 
The vessels of malice that were unleashed from the cursed twins
What sort of story do they paint?
Seven crimes and punishments
 
In seven winds the world is violated by poison
The source of everything, a false sin
That laments how she can’t sleep today either
 
In seven springs are traces of the one I love
But different images always get in the way
If only you people weren’t around
 
In the courtroom buried in soil
Come, let’s begin this farce named a trial
 
Everyone is searching for their respective utopia
What kind of conclusion will they meet?
Seven crimes and punishments
 
Is it the song of the forest I can hear?
No, that’s the gunshot of destruction
 
The vessels of malice that were unleashed from the cursed twins
What sort of story do they paint?
Seven crimes and punishments
 

Capriccio Farce

An empty defendant's seat, a visitor's gallery with nothing but junk
Come, let's begin this farce called a trial
 
'Only one of the vessels that we're seeking out by orders of god remains
If it's the case you know its whereabouts, make your testimony, 'Sorceress of Time''
 
'Transcending time, changing forms, changing masters, it's already making its debut on stage
Even so, not knowing the whereabouts myself right now, I fear it's likely that it's in her hands'
 
'Search, search, search for that jerk, left, right, or down
She holds all the keys, search for 'The Master of the Hellish Yard''
 
'How long is this farce going to continue? There is nothing after that'
 
'Soul of Adam who fell in the trap, there's nothing you can accomplish anymore
 
Swinging scales, a disordered scenario, vessels sullied in sin
Each playing their song their own way, a discordant capriccio
 
The story has already let go of the hands of demons and gods and walks alone
If they were in this place, they would probably make this lament:
 
What was truly terrifying was the desire of humanity
 
'Let's sort out what few facts we have, lowly man descended from a demon
I'll give you permission, so tell us of the time you came to this forest'
 
'There is an unpleasant curse dwelling in my body, seeking my original ancestor's sword
That has become necessary to solve this, I arrived at this forest alone'
 
Kill him, eat him, if we can't, arrest him, this insolent fool who entered the forest
Judge, judge, at any rate judge him, trial! Sentence! Death!
 
'When I resolved myself after I was arrested, the fickle girl extended her hand'
 
'I wanted a charge right for doing chores'
 
'And so I became 'The Gardener''
 
'Sorceress of Time' 'Cursed Gardener,' substitutes for the unawakened vessels
Each keeping their goals close to the chest, unsettling invaders
 
'The Director Doll,' 'Master of the Graveyard,' 'Gear,' 'The Waiter,' 'Master of the Hellish Yard'
When the end of everything arrives, who will be laughing, I wonder?
 
Lu li la lu li la lu li lu li la, the resounding beat of Irregular
 
Friendship, trauma, justice, illusion, hope, destruction, dreams, greed, love, death
All of it continues to melt and turn the Clockwork Lullaby
Just before the solitary man's death, he constructed a theater
Will the utopia he wished for be completed?
 
Come, let's see with our own eyes, this farce called life
 

Heartbeat Clocktower

The sound of the clocktower’s gears
That is the proof she’s alive
So that this second hand doesn’t stop
Watching over it is “my” role
 
The former master, a personification of greed
Why couldn’t he notice sooner
That his own sin would ruin himself
One of these days?
 
The ugly burn marks that remain on half of her body even now
Etch those two’s memories
 
Today again there are lost
Pitiful visitors who don’t know anything
Before long they’ll probably be delivered
Into the “Master of the Graveyard”’s stomach
 
That “girl” pretending to be the lead role
As usual is absorbing herself in selfishness
While the loneliness of having lost her “counterpart”
Shows a little on her face
 
Just before his death a solitary man created
That small theater deep in the forest
In that time when it was left behind, it began to ring out
The clockwork lullaby
 
“Bloodstained scissors”, “Violet katana”
The days we wait for those who have yet to wake
When all the songs have been recited
It appears Utopia will complete
 
The clock hand stopping
Means the end of herself
The time left in the rusted and chipped gears
Isn’t long
 
Just before his death a solitary man created
A small theater deep in the forest
The one acting as curator is the one he loved most
“The Clockwork Doll”
 
Resolving myself
I gently placed my hand
Into my own left breast and reached in deeply…
 
My spring resounds with the gears of the clocktower
And the story begins anew
So that the clock hands don’t stop
Continuing to turn is my role
 

The Daughter of Evil

'Come, kneel to me'
 
Once upon a time
Reigning at the top
Of a fiendish kingdom was
A noble girl of age 14
 
Luxurious and splendid furnishings
A servant whose face greatly resembled hers
A favorite horse named Josephine
Everything, everything was hers
 
If there wasn't enough money
Choke it from the ignorant masses
Those that would oppose me
Completely purge them
 
'Come, kneel to me!'
 
The flower of evil sweetly blooms
With brilliant color
The pitiful weeds around her
Indeed, they'll turn to nourishment and rot away
 
The tyrant princess was in love with
A blue man of across the sea
Though he fell in love at first sight
With a green woman in the neighboring country
 
The princess, mad with jealousy
One day summoned her cabinet minister
And said in a quiet voice
'Send to ruin the kingdom of green'
 
Many houses reduced to ashes
Many lives disappearing
The suffering people's lamentations
Don't reach the princess
 
'Oh, it's tea time'
 
The flower of evil sweetly blooms
With maddening color
Although it's a very lovely flower
Indeed, there are too many thorns to touch it
 
To overthrow the evil princess
At last the people rose up
Leading the disorderly mob was
A female swordsman in red armor
 
Their rage accumulated in conviction
Wrapped up the whole country
Soldiers tired from the long war
Weren't a threat
 
Finally they surrounded the palace
The retainers escaped
The adorable and lovely princess
At last was captured
 
'You insolent thug'
 
The flower of evil sweetly blooms
With colors that seem sad
The paradise for her
Indeed will collapse, brittle and transient
 
Once upon a time
There was a noble girl of age 14
Who reigned at the top
Of a fiendish kingdom
 
The time of her execution was 3 PM
A time when church bells would ring
That person who was called princess
What did they think, alone in jail?
 
Finally that time arrived
The bells signaling the end ring
Without taking notice of the crowd
She said
 
'Oh, it's tea time'
 
The flower of evil pitifully scatters
With brilliant color
Afterwards, people will say
Indeed, she was certainly the Daughter of Evil
 

The Servant of Evil

You are the princess, I am a servant
Fate divided, miserable twins
I'll protect you, if it's for that
I will even become evil
 
We were born in high expectations
Blessed by the church bells
By the arbitrary circumstances of adults
Our futures were split into two
 
Even if all the world
Becomes your enemy
Because I will protect you
You should keep on smiling
 
You are a princess, I am a servant
Fate divided, miserable twins
I'll protect you, if it's for that
I will even become evil
 
While on an outing to the neighboring country
In town I happened upon that green haired girl
I fell in love at first sight
With that kind voice and smile
 
But if the princess
Asks me to erase that girl
I shall answer that
 
Why? These tears won't stop
 
You are the princess, I am a servant
Fate divided, maddened twins
'Today's treat is brioche'
You laugh, you innocently laugh
 
This country may end very soon
At the hands of its crazed people
If it's said this is our punishment
I shall take it upon myself to oppose it
 
'Look, I'll loan you my clothes
Wear them and escape immediately
It's alright, we're twins.
I'm sure no one will know'
 
I am the princess, you are a fugitive
Fate divided, sorrowful twins
If it's said that you're evil
Then that same blood runs in me too
 
Once upon a time
I had a very precious sibling
Who reigned at the top
Of a fiendish kingdom
 
Even if all the world
Becomes your enemy
Because I will protect you
Keep smiling somewhere
 
You are the princess, I am a servant
Fate divided, miserable twins
I'll protect you, if it's for that
I will even become evil
 
If only we could be reborn
Let's play again then, okay?
 

Regret Message

In a small port at the outskirts of town, a young girl is standing alone
Since the old times, there has been a secret legend about this sea
 
“Write your prayer on a parchment and put it into a small bottle,
if it drifts away into the sea, your wishes might come true one day.”
 
Flow along, my little glass bottle
with a message carrying my prayer,
Vanish on the other side of the horizon
 
You would do anything for me, anytime,
but all I did was selfishly bother you
 
You, the one to grant my wishes, are no longer here
Will my wishes reach their destination through this sea?
 
Flow along, my little prayer,
my tears and a little bit of regret
When I realize my sins, it's always after everything has ended
 
Flow along, my little glass bottle
with a message carrying my prayer,
Vanish on the other side of the horizon
 
Flow along, my little prayer,
my tears and a little bit of regret
“If we were to be reborn…”
 
｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ Hey! If there's no source, then this translation was made by me. That means you are free to do whatever you want with it. Print it and make a paper hat! ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆

Krojacka radnja u Endizaki

Hajde da zapocnemo krojenje!
 
Bila je mlada zena koja je bila vlasnik krojacke radnje u uglu Endizaka.
Dobrocudna,sa odredjenom vestinom,bila je popularna devojka u komsiluku.
 
Ono sto je mucilo takvu zenu,bio je njen voljeni koji joj je bio neveran
'I ako ima nekok takvog kao sto sam ja,nikada se ne dolazi kuci!'
 
Ali moram da nastavljam sa svojim poslom,cvrsto drzim svoje makaze u jednoj ruci,
sivece makaze sam nasledila od majke,sto ih vise naostris,bolje seku.
 
Danas je komsiluk kao i uvek.Na glavnoj ulici slucajno sam naletela na njega,koje pa sad ta zena koja stoji pored njega?
 
U crvenom kimonu koji joj dobro stoji,on je nezan sa tom divnom zenom.
Nisam bila u stanju da prodjem pored tog prizora,odmah sam napustila to mesto.
 
Ali moram da nastavljam sa svojim poslom,cvrsto drzim svoje makaze u jednoj ruci,dok su mi obrazi mokri od suza,radim naporno da sasijem kimono.
 
Grad ima neprijatan vazduh iz nekog razloga,cini se da se dogodio neki skandal.
Ispred mosta sam slucajno naletela na njega,ko je sad pa ta zena pored njega?
 
Sa depresivnom atnosferom oko njega,on je pored zene sa zelenim obi-om koji joj odgovara veoma dobro,znaci to je tip devojke koji volis?
 
Ali moram da nastavljam sa svojim poslom,cvrsto drzim svoje makaze u jednoj ruci,dok brisem svoje crvene oci,radim naporbo da popravim jedan obi.
 
Grad je iznenada poceo da pravi neku frku,izgleda da se dogodio jos jedan skandal.Kod prodavnice ukosnica slucajno sam naletela na njega,ko je sad pa ta zena pored njega?
 
On je kupovao veoma skupu zutu ukosnicu za veopma mladu devojku.
Sta to dodjavola mislis da radis?Ti zaista ne pravis razlike.
 
Ali moram da nastavljam sa svojim poslom,cvrsto drzim svoje makaze u jednoj ruci,da li su makaze bile ove boje i ranije,pitam se?I danas sam naporno radila kao i uvek.
 
Konacno sam zavrsila svoj posao.
Ako to neces da dodjes kod mene,
Ja cu doci kod
tebe.
 
Crveni kimono,zeleni obi,zutu snalu sam stavila u svoju kosu.
Postala sam tip zene koji ti zelis.
Kako je,jesam li lepa?
 
Danas je ceo grad u metezu,ovaj put covek je ubijen.
Sa ovim,cini se da je celu cetvoroclanu porodicu ubijo neko.
 
U svakom sucaju,on je bio okrutan covek,'Drago mi je sto sme se upoznali,dobar dan' i tako nije li to kao stranac?Da li je to kao stranac?
 
Ali nastavljam sa svojim poslom,cvrsto drzim svoje makaze u jednoj ruci.
Sivece makaze obojene u crveno,sto se vise izostre,bolje seku.