ようこそ星のお宿 || Welcome to the Star Inn

Album art.
Album art.

ようこそ星のお宿
youkoso hoshi no o-yado
Welcome to the Star Inn

Vocals: 初音ミク (Hatsune Miku)
Lyrics: Kikuo
Composed by: Kikuo
Album: きくおミク4 (Kikuo Miku 4) [Official site]
Circle: Kikuo sound works
Event: C87

Requested by: SugarLamp
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The word used for hell here (黄泉, yomi) is neither paradise or firey hell – it’s just a place where you carry out a kind of gloomy existence as a spirit forever. That’s a massive oversimplification, so please visit this resource if you’d like to learn more about the different Japanese hells.

Also 月夜がめくれて in the first stanza gives me a really weird mental image. I was looking at some examples of ‘が めくれて’, and they were mostly linked to things sticking up (like a collar). I went a bit further and got ‘peeled off’ – but something like ‘flicking through (e.g. the pages of a book)’ could be more appropriate.

Somebody on the Internet noted that this song depicts the world of ‘death’ in a humourous fashion, which is very much like Kikuo. This possibly explains things like “Hell’s Inn” and “the neck pillow of Paradise and Heaven.”


歌詞

戦い疲れた兵士が静かに腰掛け
休んで消える場所
雲が降りてきて さあ霧隠れ
ほら月夜がめくれて二億年

おいで追われた野うさぎよ
さあ一度はおいでや星の宿
入り口はそこの角降りてすぐ

月から温泉 湧いているから だから
帰れぬとこまで降りといで

ここは万物霊長夢見る旅籠屋
ようこそおこしや黄泉の宿
産着を着せましょ丑の刻
あったかくてやさしくて

ああ 悲しい生き物集まるよ
ほら極楽天国首枕
南の花園咲かせてさ
さあ 涙の雨露 きれいに飾ります

千人くわえて黄泉の穴
一万人飲み込み黄泉の国
ほら静かだね でも悲しいね
でもあんまり苦しくないんだね

心にぽっかり風の穴
寝て 覚めても南の旅人が
ご神木くり抜いた笛吹くよ
いつまでも響いてやまないよ

内緒のお宝地図の道
あなただけに聞かせる夢の宿
夢フワフワゆめゆめ疑わぬ
一眠りでぐっすり二億年

ここは万物霊長夢見る旅籠屋
ようこそおこしや黄泉の宿
たぶん近くに 来たかもしれない
寂しいけど苦しくない そこは

悲しい生き物集まるよ
ほら極楽天国首枕
これお涙頂戴招待状
いつでも届ける準備はできてます

Romanisation

Tatakai tsukareta heishi ga shizuka ni koshikake
Yasunde kieru basho
Kumo ga orite kite saa kirigakure
Hora tsukiyo ga mekurete niokunen

Oide owareta no usagi yo
saa ichido wa oide ya hoshi no yado
Iriguchi wa soko no tsuno orite sugu

Tsuki kara onsen waite iru kara dakara
Kaerenu toko made oritoide

Koko wa banbutsu reichou yumi miru hatagoya
Youkoso okoshiya yomi no yado
Ubugi o kisemasho ushi no koku
Attakakute yasashikute

Aa kanashii ikimono atsumaru yo
Hora gokuraku tengoku kubi makura
Minami no hanazono sakasete sa
Saa namida no amatsuyu kirei ni kazarimasu

Sen’nin kuwaete yomi no ana
Ichiman’nin nomikomi yomi no kuni
Hora shizuka da ne demo kanashii ne
Demo anmari kurushikunai nda ne

Kokoro ni pokkari kaze no ana
Nete samete mo minami no tabibito ga
Goshinboku kurinuita fuefuku yo
Itsumade mo hibiite yamanai yo

Naisho no otakara chizu no michi
Anata dake ni kikaseru yume no yado
Yume fuwafuwa yume yume utagawanu
Hitonemuri de gussuri niokunen

Koko wa banbutsu reichou yumi miru hatagoya
Youkoso okoshiya yomi no yado
Tabun chikaku ni kita kamo shirenai
Sabishii kedo kurushikunai soko wa

Kanashii ikimono atsumaru yo
Hora gokuraku tengoku kubi makura
Kore onamida choudai joutaijou
Itsudemo todokeru junbi wa dekitemasu

Translation

This is where soldiers tired of fighting take a seat
then rest and vanish.
The clouds have descended. All is hidden in fog.
Look—the moonlit nights have been peeled off across two hundred million years…

Come, o rabbit that was pursued!
Come at least once to the Star Inn.
The entrance is just down the corner.

A hot spring is gushing from the moon,
so descend until you can’t go back.

This is the inn dreamed of by all creation and humanity.
Welcome—come to Hell’s Inn.
Let’s wear a newborn’s clothes at 2am.
So warm, so tender…

Ah… Sad beings are all gathering.
Look—Here’s the neck pillow of Paradise and Heaven.
I’m making the southern flower garden bloom.
Now, I’ll adorn it with rain and dew formed from tears.

Hell’s hole holds a thousand people.
The realm of the dead swallows up ten thousand people.
See how quiet it is? Still, it’s sorrowful
but it’s not that painful.

An air hole gapes in my heart.
Whether asleep or awake, the southern travellers
blow flutes made from pulled-out sacred trees.
They will play their music forever more.

This is the path laid out in the secret treasure map.
I’ll tell only you about the Dream Inn.
Buoyant in a dream, you do not doubt even a little.
You lay sound asleep for two hundred million years…

This is the inn dreamed of by all creation and humanity.
Welcome—come to Hell’s Inn.
You’ve probably arrived nearby.
It’s a lonely place, but not so painful.

Ah… Sad beings are all gathering.
Look—Here’s the neck pillow of Paradise and Heaven.
A written invitation requests tears.
I can deliver it at any time. I’m prepared.

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