あの日の夢のアリス || Alice in That Day’s Dream

ano hi no yume no arisu
Alice in That Day’s Dream

Vocals: めらみぽっぷ (Meramipop), Candy, みぃ (Mie), MIRI
Lyrics: azuki
Arranged by: kaztora
Album: Alice in That Day’s Dream (あの日の夢のアリス) 【Official Site】
Circle: ShinRa-Bansho (森羅万象)
Event: Reitaisai 9 [RTS9]
Original Themes: Too many to list here


4 years. 1000 translations. To commemorate this milestone, I returned to where it all began. My first translation was ShinRa-Bansho’s ‘Doppel’, a musical from the album of the same name released in 2014. Their third musical was released the following year, but I never went back to translate their first one, where it all began, until now.

As for the title, I’ve translated it as ‘Alice, from That Day’s Dream’ up until now. However, after a lot of thought, I changed my interpretation. After all, ‘Alice in Wonderland’ was translated into Japanese as 不思議の国のアリス. It makes sense for あの日の夢のアリス to follow the same logic and become ‘Alice in That Day’s Dream.’ It also doesn’t make sense content-wise for Alice to be ‘from’ a dream, unless you flip the scenario and make it about Alice (a dream) entering reality in a dream.

Yuki and Mai
Nue Houjuu
Renko and Merry
Yukari Yakumo
Another Alice

As Alice was starting her tea party in the treelight,
A doll that she had put away started moving by itself.
The pre-show greetings had begun.
From a wondrous, mysterious land…
Alice in Wonderland!

“I wonder where I am…? Ah, I hear something coming this way.”

Let’s go through the lost woods without hesitating!
We’ll start tomorrow. We started yesterday, too.
Come on! Smile, and don’t look so glum!
Is something bothering you?

Before I knew it, I was in the forest, having a grand adventure.
In that case… leave it to us!
This, that, and everything else… it’s all under control!

“Looks like it’s gonna be fun, right, Mai?” “…yeah, Yuki.”

Though we walk and walk through the lost woods…
“Come on, wait up!”
We haven’t reached it yet? Reached what?
The goal! The goal!
Isn’t it a bit weird?
We’ve arrived.
Haven’t we just ended up where we started?
Let’s take a break
and not be hasty…

Let’s go through the lost woods without hesitating!
This is your destination. The goal’s up to you.
Which is the correct path?
(Which is the correct path?)
Ah, if I don’t hurry, I won’t reach my little doll in time!

“See ya later, sis. It’s been pretty fun!”

Young lady over there, are you looking for something?
If you don’t mind… I’ll help you out!
Que sera, que sera, sera serara…

Yes—I was searching for the path my doll took and wound up in the lost woods.
(Hm? Yes? Ah, I see…)
You wouldn’t happen to know where it went?
It must have been this way. This way?
Maybe that way. That way?
Perhaps over there? That way?
Where did it go, again? Enough!
Do you really know for sure?
Of course I do, I really do.
Sounds like you’re lying.
You’re Schrödinger’s Cat:
Alive and dead, both at once.
This is the mysterious Wonderland through the looking-glass!

The opposite world is… mirror, mirror!
From left to right, head towards the castle.
It seems like everything’s there, but there’s nothing there.
Friends will appear if you pursue them.
A mystery or a wonder—La la la la la…

I could hear a gentle voice coming from somewhere
Is this a place of rest in the forest?
I’ll take a break until I compose myself.
I’ll sleep for just a bit…

Now now, young maiden!
What’s wrong?
If you don’t mind, shall I assist?
If you’re searching for something, leave it to me.
I’ll definitely find it!

What you, what I, am searching for.

You’ll find that little one right away
so if you head straight down this path,
(Should I continue down this path?)
You’ll see it again, for sure!
“Thank you very much!”
“Ehe… take care!”
“You too!”

“That’s a strange door… Should I open it?”

“Hey, Merry!” “What’s the matter?”
“The stars are so pretty!” “I guess they are…”
Today, beyond the door,
“Together, let’s look at the stars!”
Sitting on misshapen stools,
We exchange drinks.
Quietly, quietly, she looked into the hidden room.

Do you remember what day it is today?
Today, the stars are particularly beautiful!
A toast, to the starry sky!

I interrupted that well-matched pair’s tea party
and listened to what they had to say.
“Welcome to our tea party!”
“Welcome to the Secret Sealing Club!”
“Today, the stars are beautiful”
“Today… well, they totally are!”
We don’t need anything else.
It’s nothing at all, but let’s raise a toast to the starry sky!

Thanks for the drink! Don’t worry about it.
Now, where are you heading?
I’m heading home. Oh, is that so?
See you!
She felt a spasm of melancholy
and nobody noticed
that sinister voice aimed at her pursuing figure.

“Hah… Enough already! Where am I now?”
Why the rush, puppeteer?
This is an illusion: the dream threshold.
Truths are lies and lies are truth.
Your wishes will be granted. What do you wish for?
Anything’s possible. Look—

Beginning in the distance, the parade marches on.
There’s nothing left for the imprisoned bird to do
but just march on now, straight ahead.

The sun sets and the moon comes out in the forest, in the dark…
Continue without going astray, young maiden.
I refer to you.
You came here, and you are here for a reason. I wonder about that…
Accept all things. Yes—this is the dream threshold!
“Hah… Enough already! Where am I?”

Small toys and a massive picture book…
I feel like I’ve seen this place before. This is Wonderland.
I wonder where that little one went?
This place is so very nostalgic.
When I wandered around, lost,
I wound up meeting a princess.
I felt a sense of deja vu.
It’s so mysterious. That’s right!
“Who’re you?”

Well, I’m Alice in Wonderland.
This is my land. Please don’t enter.
That filthy doll headed off towards the castle.
It’s like living beyond the looking glass.
We’re all just looking at the same world.

And again, small toys and a massive picture book.
This is a tiny Wonderland, one that I saw that day.
Mirror, mirror, let’s play!
(You’re me! Let’s meet again.)
Let’s meet again!

A hole gaped open in the unchanging landscape.
A hole gaped open in Alice’s heart as she wondered where her doll was.
This is Makai.
I had lost my way.
This is Makai.
God makes her appearance.
Beside her stands a small doll. This is Makai.

“Mother? Why are you here, in such a place?!”
“I am not involved in this. It was you yourself who made your way here, Alice.”

As for the youkai lined up here,
There is no need to fear them.
Softly, from behind…
One, two, three, four steps! Let’s go somewhere, anywhere!
Burn! Now, lend me your hand.
Burn! This way…
These bonds… let’s dance, our first dance in a while.
Yes—this is Makai. Ah! Gensokyo.

Why did I get lost in such a nostalgic world?
I’ve realised why now, definitely.
Now, it’s time for answers in Wonderland!

This is my story. I’ll never live in the past.
This is Gensokyo.
You guided me.

This is a single story, (Whose story could this be?)
One born from a book. (Leap inside its pages.)
When I open the book up…
Perhaps my story will begin. (Perhaps it will…)

Everyone must have someone waiting for them
so let’s welcome the epilogue with a smile!
Yes, this is the sort of story in which I can call everyone my precious family,
Even the little one who made me realise everything.

かぜのいろ || Colours of the Wind

kaze no iro
Colours of the Wind

Vocals: Mie (みぃ)
Lyrics: azuki
Arranged by: kaztora
Album: Alice, from That Day’s Dream [あの日の夢のアリス] 【Official Site】
Circle: Shinra-bansho (森羅万象)
Event: Reitaisai 9 [RTS9]
Original theme: The Primal Scene of Japan the Girl Saw [少女が見た日本の原風景]

Requested by: 中原ほたる


Some early Shinra-bansho, for a change of pace. I never ended up translating much from this album, but I would still like to translate whichever songs haven’t been translated yet, and I’d love to translate the title track someday.

This one feels so calm. Azuki’s lyrics are wonderful like always, and Mie sounds really different to how she usually sounds. She’s quite versatile!

By the way, this is totally not related to the well-known Pocahontas song of the same name. At least, not from what I can see…

In April, the cherry blossoms of parting bloom.
In May, the rain is cold.
The June bride flies in the sky after the rain.
July brings warm winds
And August brings heat, but one must endure it.
In September, the post-full moon floats in the sky. (1)

Even my multi-world interpretation (interpretation)
Stands no chance against fashionable clothes.

As the seasons pass,
The shrine is decked out in pastel colours.
Today is the birthday of the god
That watches over it.

December brings a blanket of snow
And in January, even the springs freeze.
The demons of February, left behind, run away.

Myself, humanism, and love letters— (love letters)
Even if you mix them together, they’ll come apart again.

I change the channels on the TV.
The radio is noisy. The weather report predicts rain.
Today, I’ll go shopping with God.
They’re not special at all.

The UV rays run wild
And the teru teru bozu is upside-down. (2)
The showers will clear, at least in some places.
It’s God’s birthday party.

Yes, when I fly in the sky, I can be free.
I can be myself, someone for me alone.
(If my wishes, my prayers arrive, then you could call it a miracle.)

The days pass
And hopes and dreams check in and out of hospital.
The homeless child isn’t here anymore
And God isn’t here, either.

The torii is ruined beyond repair. (3)
Coins are leaping. The rain of farewells falls.
Even if I’m begged at in that tone,
A miracle won’t happen.
“Ready? Not yet!”
I play hide-and-seek by myself.
Today is God’s birthday—
They shouldn’t even exist.
(Swaying in the wind)
(The seasons pass.)
(La la la… la la la la)
(La la la… la la la la)

(1) 十六夜月 (izayoidzuki) literally means ‘sixteen-day-old moon.’ It takes place the night after the full moon.
(2) The teru teru bozu (てるてる坊主) is a small doll made of cloth or paper that is often hung outside to keep rainy days away.
(3) A torii (鳥居) is a traditional gate often found at the entrance to a Shinto shrine.