I usually condemn the MySpace/Xanga-esque entries that randomly throw out lyrics to express bottled-up inner feelings that no one would understand if written in plain English (or perhaps the author doesn’t know how to write in properly in plain English). However, I guess I’ll have to deviate from that biased dislike to show you all two sets of lyrics I found while I was cleaning out my external hard drive today.
I started writing my own poetry when I was about four years old or so, but I didn’t start penning lyrics for songs until the seventh grade when I entered the Reflections contest. Being the “otaku” (and yes, I utilize that word properly since I used to be a lame animanga fanatic with no life) that I was at the time, I first wrote several lyrics to the tune of My Will (dream), Change the World (V6), and My Sweet Heart (Tokyo Mew Mew). Despite how much they sucked, I still won 2nd place for some strange reason. After that, I started doing English adaptations of Mermaid Melody songs over at the Mother Symphony forums, where they were a huge hit =)
I still do English adaptations, and one of the below lyrics is actually an adaptation, but I’ve also gotten into the habit of jotting down original lyrics from time to time. Now, if only I could compose something decent to put the words to..
Anyways, the first song I’d like to show would be “Surely Tomorrow”, to the tune of the Japanese “Kitto Ashita wa” (which means the same thing, haha). This is one of the few songs that has caused me to cry from sentimentalism. I sang it a lot in the 9th/10th grade when I was severely in a bad era of life. The second is the song “I Want to Hear Your Voice” to the tune of the Japanese “Koe wo Kikasete” (Let Me Hear Your Voice). Although the title is the same, the lyrics are completely original and express an innocent, feminine adoration.
Original literal translation is written in italics
Surely Tomorrow
Maybe I’ll be entirely new, if tomorrow I show my true self.
Please give me hope, and more courage, even if it is only one gram.
Walking along on the way to my home, I am humming the start of a song.
Gently it’s turning into a new key; tears of crystal start falling from me.
I hope to meet a new me tomorrow.
Please give me courage, even if it is only one gram.
If I am humming while I walk home alone,
I come to a gentle feeling and want to cry slightly.
I couldn’t say today, for some strange reason,
After the silent fights, “I’m so sorry.”
Like a warm, gentle breeze, ever so calmly…
I want to tell you this… tomorrow’s song.
Without knowing why, today I couldn’t say
after the quarrel “I’m sorry”.
I’d like to say it informally
like a breeze, tomorrow.
Just like the setting sun’s orange twilight, disappearing on the ocean waves.
I want to catch it, but I can’t get close… yet it still lingers near like a dream.
It looks as if it’s the same as the sinking sun. Though I chase it, it’s far from me.
But wherever I may escape, it follows me. It’s dream.
I couldn’t solve today, problems so trivial
Upon the fifth page of this old textbook.
Quietly sitting there, in the shade of sunset,
I feel a thrilling glow from my poor heart.
Today I couldn’t solve successfully
the problem on 5th page.
I’d like to overcome it as if when we step on shadows and play,
I jump over a pebble, someday.
Maybe I’ll find a brand-new me, if tomorrow I sing with my joy.
Therefore I’ll try, to rectify, even if it is only one millimetre.
I feel that I could meet new me tomorrow,
so I tried to straighten my body even if it’s just 1 millimeter.
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I Want to Hear Your Voice
Opening this leather book, picking up my pen…
Quietly I start to write my thoughts… mmm…
Diary, this is private talk; there is one that I love.
How can I ever get noticed? I’m not at all beautiful.
I don’t have a doll’s fair face, angel’s hair or goddess eyes.
What if he doesn’t love me back? Tell me now, what should I do?
Love makes girls daydreaming fools; we don’t know which way to go.
Let or right or up or down… perhaps straight into his arms!
Sunny skies are mockery if I’ve not someone with me.
Lala, hurry up, please come closer; I just want to hear your voice.
Closing up this leather book, setting down my pen..
solemnly I start to close my eyes, settling into sleep.
In my dream I see your face, seeing into my soul.
Confused, I then run away as my beating heart throbs madly.
Love makes girls daydreaming fools; we don’t know which way to go.
Should we laugh or should we cry? We won’t know if we don’t try.
Rainy days pass bitterly if I’ve not someone with me.
Lala, hurry up, please come closer; I just want to hear your voice.
Love makes girls daydreaming fools; we don’t know which way to go.
Holding close that photograph, suppressing a nervous laugh,
I glance into your amber eyes and am met with sweet surprise.
Lala, have you come to be with me? Do you want to hear my voice..?
I actually have a file of me singing this song, if anyone’s interested you can download that here =) This was recorded in early 2005, when the only sound recorder I had was Windows Sound Recorder. As such, I could only record 60 seconds at a time and had to piece together the files, so if you hear weird mouse clicks and such, that’s what it is. Another thing I’d like to mention is the fact that this is a microphone recording of the music playing through my speakers, not the actual mp3 backing track itself mixed in. Not too shabby for a 90’s microphone, eh?
