Album art.

宵闇グランギニョル || Twilight Gran Guignol

Album art.

宵闇グランギニョル
yoiyami guran ginyoru
Twilight Gran Guignol

Vocals: lily-an
Lyrics: 青時 (Seiji)
Arranged by: kaztora
Album: ヒミツパビリオン (Secret Pavilion) [Official site]
Circle: Liz Triangle
Event: C91
Original theme: Dying in the Dendera Fields in the Night [夜のデンデラ野を逝く]

I made the conscious decision to translate this song in the present tense because I think that’s the best way to convey the claustrophobic atmosphere of the original lyrics. This is the sort of stuff that gets your heart beating, that makes you scared to sleep in the darkness…

As a side note, a Gran Guignol is “a dramatic entertainment of a sensational or horrific nature.” I think that describes this track pretty well!


非公式の英訳/Unofficial translation

Something curious, writhing in the darkness, licks its lips.
Why is it looking this way with such repulsive hopes in mind?
I don’t want to know. I don’t want to see it. Aah!
I fear its twisted gaze. I’m gonna run away!

I feel uneasy. It’s like I’m being pierced with rusty thorns.
A refusal… Slowly… “Let’s pass away together.” I heard a voice.
There’s no going back now.

I can see a dazzling light, but it’s just the flames of life.
Twined-up strings make the marionettes dance.

Before I knew it, I headed toward a line of countless evil spirits, running rampant
Including nyuudou and a pandemonium of creatures! I can’t move.
My shivers seem to rob me of my senses. Aah…
I feel a sense of loss. I run about and scream and shout.

A coarse voice strikes against my eardrums.
A refusal… Slowly… “You look delicious…” I heard a voice.
I couldn’t break the spell.

A dazzling light blanketed my field of view.
This burning pain is the sign of Gran Guignol.

My cloudy breath is close to freezing.
Too late. “Do you want to be at peace?”
“I want to be free!”
I shall take you up on your offer…

I can see a dazzling light, but it’s just the flames of life.
I see twined-up strings and pale marionettes.
A dazzling scarlet covered up my field of view.
I feel the unbearable pain of Gran Guignol. The curtains fall.


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