天国地獄大地獄 || Heaven, Hell, Avīci

天国地獄大地獄
tengoku jigoku daijigoku
Heaven, Hell, Avīci

Vocals: あやぽんず＊ (Ayaponzu*)
Lyrics: kaztora
Arranged by: kaztora
Album: シアワセエゴイスト (The Happy Egoist) [Official site]
Circle: 森羅万象 (Shinra-Bansho)
Event: C91
Original theme: Flower of Soul ~ Another Dream… [魂の花　～ Another Dream…]

Requested by: Sea

I didn’t even need to look at the album’s website to know that the lyrics to this song were written by kaztora. They have such a… distinct lyrical style. If azuki’s lyrics are a heartening, full-course meal, kaztora’s lyrics are red hot chilies. They’re just so spicy.

Anyway, 大地獄 (daijigoku) is contrasted with plain old 地獄 (jigoku, Hell). ‘Grand Hell’ sounds a bit weird, so I went a bit further and used Avīci, which is apparently the lowest level of Hell.

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Unofficial translation/非公式の英訳

How frustrating, how frustrating!
I am unaware of the revival of my spirit.
To think that I loved you,
Who I left behind…

Advance, take a look, then retreat!
When I realised it, I was in Higan.
You called out to me, but who are you? Hah.
Court is now in session!

Okay – Heaven or hell? On top of that, there’s Avīci.
Who lives? Who dies? Their voices fly about (Ran ran raran).

You put on a virtuous face and lived with all you might.
So what? This is my deliberation:
Do it once more and continue onward.

60 years. 60 years.
With everything on the line, I spun round and round.
I hear your nostalgic voice.
I loved you…

As seen in the Great Leap Forward and the Taika Reform,
Greed is ultimately justice.
Even if it tears me apart,
I’ll tell you…

Okay – Heaven or Hell? On top of that, there’s also Hades.
Who lives, and who dies? I can’t hear! (Ran ran raran).

I don’t give a damn about love. Don’t be vague with me!
Who cares, anyway.
The angry roars fly past in unison.

Heaven, Hell, Avīci. How about the first one?
(Heaven, Hell, Avīci.)
Heaven, Hell, Avīci. How about the second one?
(Heaven, Hell, Avīci.)
Heaven! (Hell!) Heaven! (Hell!)
Heaven, Hell, Avīci. Ah!
Which one?

So, Heaven or Hell? I’d better decide soon.
Who falls, who ascends? I can’t weigh it up. (Ran ran raran.)

There are fine virtuous people, and terrible villains…
But the only ones I can’t stand are liars.

Alright – court is back in session. Merciful criminals, this way, please.
This is it: your final trial. There’s no more after this. (Ran ran raran.)

Okay – innocent or guilty? Or maybe even false charges?
Who cares, anyway.
You know, only God knows
The mischievous judgements of fate.