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jun togawa translations.

jun togawa is probably my favorite female artist/singer of all time. ive been a big fan of her since i was 15. when given an assignment to paint a celebrity that we looked up to in my sophomore year painting class, i did a portrait of jun. these translations are not mine, but i wanted to share them here to spread her music to more people, especially those who dont speak japanese or typically listen to japanese music. many or most of the translations are from jun togawa forever. if youre interested in: "lolita" voice, straight singing, screaming, operatics, traditional melodies, militaristic marching themes, techno pop, and strange lyrics.. youll probably like her music a lot. the songs i included below are just all of my favorites

さよならをおしえて / it hurts to say goodbye. wanna hear the original?
i’ll wait ‘til you love me i’ll wait for you, goodbye i’ll wait forever, until you love me i’ll wait for you, goodbye
even if a disaster occurs and muddy waters run turning the whole city into ruins i’d open the heavy doors of the shelter to call your name outloud
i’ll wait ‘til you love me i’ll wait for you, goodbye goodbye..
even if i die in an accident don’t rest assured i’d come back as a ghost to call your name out loud
i’ll wait ‘til you love me i’ll wait for you, goodbye goodbye..

森の人々 / people in the forest.
we are lost, i feel something gazing at us in the windless, breathtaking forest i can hear whispering rumors..
appearing and disappearing, face to face exchanging glances with a smile exchanging looks, eyes to eyes staring silently.. people in the forest people in the forest
we are tired of walking i feel eyes watching in the silent bush, laughter overflows
appearing and disappearing, face to face exchanging glances with a smile exchanging looks, eyes to eyes staring silently.. people in the forest people in the forest goodbye..

リボンの騎士 / princess knight. this is the ending song to this anime.
the dreams that i have are secret secrets i can’t tell anyone red cloak fluttering a prince making his horse gallop that’s me.. talattala-talattala…
open the castle up the morning sun rises and the prince sets out on an adventure talattala-talattala…

昆虫軍 / an army of bugs.
i am a bug, no spinal cord compound eyes, no brain chitin exoskeleton surrounding my organs not once have i felt any sense of reason
i creep on the road, i stick to buildings i blot out the sky, i flood the station i dive into the fire and creep back underground
inside my head is a television with monochrome scenery and receptive antennae i communicate with ultrasonic waves
i creep on the road, i stick to buildings i blot out the sky, i flood the station i dive into the fire and creep back underground
an army of bugs, an army of bugs an army of bugs, an army of bugs build the swarm, build the swarm build the swarm, build the swarm

諦念プシガンガ / singing-and-dancing resignation.
far away in the sky float clouds ah, the name of my love.. even such acts of atrocity i cannot but merely forgive
you can kill me, as you would a cow or a pig it is all right, as i am but a piece of flesh
into the sky fades the midday cannon ah, my love has ended.. so much love and hate has disappeared without a trace
not even a moment for sorrow, i begin to rot i am but a piece of flesh

オーロラB / aurora b. wanna hear the original?
on the third night of continued snow the red flames burning in the fireplace looked like a person please, won’t you come back soon? oh, ho ho ho..
it changed to hail on the fourth night a midnight phone call – who could it be from? surely from someone i don’t know please, won’t you come back soon? oh, ho ho ho..
please, won’t you come back soon? please, won’t you come back right now? oh, ho ho ho..
the fifth morning, and the rain has gone and after you go out i put on the news on the radio if you were in an accident, what would i do? oh, ho ho ho..

ヘリクツBOY / sophistic boy.
nothing more than a play on words, a pick up line, no? even your words of love are simply psychological (it’s analogous!) even if it’s set up logically, it’ll be lacking in practicality it’s all theoretical! sophistic boy
he can’t see through a woman’s heart even if it’s set up logically, it’ll be lacking in practicality “because i like it metaphysically!” pedantically, it’s a bit roundabout, no? (it’s abstract!)
me, as a phenomenon? i’m a paranoiac you can’t capture he’s lacking the knowledge, sophistic boy that girls really love kisses
even though i loved you you’re argumentative! i’m going home

母子受精 / mother-to-child fertilisation.
distant buildings cast shadows as the evening quickly closes in complex windows become lighted and eyes of passing children shine like glass balls girls, complete with makeup roam on the streets ill catch you..
go and deliver the baby of the streets run through the city of your mother go and deliver the baby of the streets run through the city of your mother
silver buildings stand in the way as the morning reflects its lights left on neon lights fade away if youd spill the alcohol left in your head you can run, you can forget ill catch you..
go and deliver the baby of the streets run through the city of your mother go and deliver the baby of the streets run through the city of your mother

レーダーマン / radar man.
lonely days of seeing ones self families overwhelmed by sorrow..
radar man, identical robots high performance, indistinguishable radar man, identical robots high performance, indistinguishable
metamorphose to seek information from the feedback of the puppet man defending range of 360 degrees staring at the screen without a stir
not missing any information but without self seizing mechanism
radar man, to the left and right sharing information among comrades built exactly the same from head to toe
you stand there, identical to me and theres another identical to you built exactly the same from head to toe all memory and knowledge are printed
the girl who couldnt become a radar man cried as she was taken away receiving treatment in bed lonely days, staring at the wall families overwhelmed with sorrow
radar man, radar man, radar man... radar!

蛹化の女 / insect woman. im sure you recognize this sample..
moonlight in the white forest, in all trees cicadas emerge from their chrysalises ah ah, ah ah..
and so, as thoughts of you run through my head my body reaches its final stage of transformation moonlight in the frozen forest sipping sap, i am the insect woman
all of a sudden, when you notice me amber fills me up the girl who changed into an insect a parasite in the strange grass grows stems of sadness from her amber back

図形の恋 / love as a shape.
hey, look at me, im oh so free and im embedded in your heart
like a jigsaw puzzle, put me together how you want in whatever shape you like in your favorite color ill strike your favorite pose im so tricky..
shape, love as a shape is three dimensional shape, love as a shape is three dimensional and with a geometric dance youre my prisoner..

バージンブルース / virgin blues.
gin-gin-gin-gin, bloodshot virgin the plum and cherry blossom have wilted gin-gin-gin-gin, bloodshot virgin the noblemans daughter has trouble getting to sleep
once the rifle bought from missionaries has been put to use her dreams have been pierced, gin-gira-gin! for the first time, she has tasted coffee at dawn was it as good as imagined?
you are a virgin, i am a virgin we've got virgin blues..
gin-gin-gin-gin, bloodshot virgin a sad, very sad sound.. gin-gin-gin-gin, bloodshot virgin a lonesome middle aged man gets no sleep
hibari and keiko have been brought on stage lets skip the ceremony and have a raunchy party, gin-gira-gin! and after drinking, we will pick up the check men and women keep fooling one another
gin-gin-gin-gin, bloodshot virgin it just cannot be stopped gin-gin-gin-gin, bloodshot virgin lets apply some medicine
red antiseptic the front and back sides even though nothing is permanent, a miserly woman's desire goes gin-gira-gin! get it up, stick it out, whip it out if it doesnt perform properly, then step on its shell and crush it!
gin-gin-gin-gin, bloodshot virgin how much longer does this muddy swamp go? gin-gin-gin-gin, bloodshot virgin i fondly remember my fathers footsteps
holding a lunchbox in my hand i wonder where im going, ready and horny, gin-gira-gin! marilyn monroe, no return a fallen rose shall never return

好き好き大好き / i like you, i like you, i love you.
escalating feelings that far exceed common sense a rose-coloured love that popped up like a sudden mutation a love so pure you could call it violent a je t’aime so forceful that it’s already been engraved into the showa era
kiss me, as if you’re punching me, until my lips bleed hold me, until my ribs make a cracking sound and break i like you, i like you, i love you! i like you, i like you, i love you! say you love me, or i’ll kill you!
eros takes shape and breaks down the everyday romance overlaps with instinct, creating an endless hell an intuitive recognition of anti-nihilism triggers a tendency towards latent, infantile violence
kiss me, as if you’re punching me, until my lips bleed hold me, until my ribs make a cracking sound and break i like you, i like you, i love you! i like you, i like you, i love you! say you love me, or i’ll kill you!