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yapoos and guernica translations.

much like the solo translations, these are just going to be my favorite yapoos and guernica songs, thats all. really though, id translate any song of hers if i was asked to. try finding it first though, other people do these better than me! once again, some are not mine, i credited on the first page. some are mine though because since being deleted, theyve been lost to me.

yapoos - men's junan / men's suffering.
i broke the window and came in, good morning! with an overly displeased expression, kiss~
ill tie your tie, i love you to the extent that i can, im almost suffocating just the two of us taking a day off from work..
i ended up following you to the general affairs department i like you, dragged out by a colleague the secretary laughs with a rationality like a beautiful flower you idiot, i burned your hair with a lighter.
the vague will to perish intensifies into an act of desperation however, that sentiment exists in a desolate wilderness
you say its painful for my sake yet youre still tearing up your eyes are too precious and i think i will never again, never again..
i broke the lock and came out, good morning! it seems society is rejecting me but personally, i dislike isolation. someone is shouting that me being unrestrained is dangerous
everyone is fed up.. okay, ill commit seppuku right here. the famous sword, kiku no motoyama right beside me, a straight line or in a U shape, do as you please
im exasperated i want to escape from this extreme folly of das gemeine looking back, the excitement will surely become a futile disturbance
how pitiful, yet still, you embrace such a woman ah, in your arms, never again, never again ah, your tolerance, your suffering
you say its painful for my sake yet youre still tearing up your tears are too precious and i think i will never again, never again..

yapoos - 赤い戦車 / red tank.
less like a watercolor more like an oil painting when the paint has congulated unwavering is my resolve unshakeable, my blood red ambition red, bloody, the will is i will perserve my unstoppable will.
i paint layer after layer and over and over again with this same color and now the painting has become a three dimensional model, fully realized generations of hardship are not more red than my hard will.
tossing my burning desire at the canvas in blood red paint my painting suddenly becomes a self actualized cube in a color that convinces me i was born so i could live.
ive stared so long at my red stained wounds theyre beginning to heal shiny red blood is the source of my painting a color so convincing i know i cant be dead.

yapoos - ロリータ108号 / lolita no. 108.
i dont need to buy red shoes, 8 cm heels im sorry, im in love with you i can be with you in my dreams but dont come any closer its dangerous to operate me ive been installed with an IC missle my system is built to self destruct..
my daddy made me a stoic lady but i wanted to tell you, i love you iron, virgin, stoic lolita my daddy made me a tragic lady my cruel daddy, the doctor tragic lolita, alone until i die..
i have irremovable white knee-high socks my energy source is milk candy bad taste, reconstruction, baby if you love me, hold me and run as fast as you can towards despair im sorry, im in love with you on sleepless nights, i dream i dream of blowing up..
her daddy made her a stoic lady cyborg 108, mechanic baby such a lonely, lonely, stoic lolita..

yapoos - 少年A / boy a.
he was writing a composition for homework somehow, his right hand was bleeding his fingertips tense, the pencil snaps and breaks the sentence
its always been a secret revenge towards the society elaborated in the room dissatisfied with himself, for hes so weaky writing the name of those hes waiting to kill
pointed out to solve differential, integral calculus when he stood in front of the blackboard with the chalk in his hand his fingertips tense, the chalk snaps and breaks the symbol
hes quiet, but his fingers speak fluently he took on theta and grammar a small unconscious hysteria
algebra, languages, classics english, ethics, physics, history, art earth, science, music, pe, chemistry
midnight, the school is empty avoiding public notice quickly, he grabs the matchbox his tingertips tense, the match snaps and breaks the school..

yapoos - ラブ・クローン / love clone.
inside the medium growth suspended in amniotic fluid is you, sleeping beautifully ah, near relative, love clone..
please, try to open them those eyes that look like mine ah, narcissism, love clone.. those eyes..
only capable of loving me my own preprophose bands to my lonely room and days of social isolation, here we go, i bid farewell!
you, who knows everything, love clone me, who knows everything, love clone ah, ah, ah.. love clone! ah, ah, ah.. love clone!
with my transmitter, lets leave this room and head to the city we've dreamt of ah, near relative, love clone..
please, try to walk with those legs that look like mine ah, narcissism, love clone.. white legs..
compounded genes of deoxyribonucleic acid you, born as a sin of biology ill kiss you, here we go!
you, who cant part with me, love clone me, who cant part with you, love clone ah, ah, ah.. love clone! ah, ah, ah.. love clone!

yapoos - 3つ数えろ / count to three.
"starting now, for the rest of my life, with everything important, im willing to pay the price." came the answer.
three, two, one, zero with a derringer three, two, one, zero beretta U92F
when you finish counting to three living will.. this thing called life.. becomes not scary at all!
ill run away, take my part spend my whole life feeling and having fun thats how ill spend it!
its just a countdown, right? even an idiot could do it something like fear.. something like fear.. ah, i dont feel any.
the way things are.. even if this organization chases after me to the ends of the earth.. "i can do it for you." thats the kind of mental preparation i have.