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"Ride on Shooting Star" by the pillows

Rendered from inadequate and literalistic translations and information into lyrically serviceable English (plus annotation) that perhaps even scans to the melody, of the pillows' J-Pop musical closing credits theme to FLCL/Fooly Cooly/furikuri, the best anime ever, 'The Wonder Years' on acid, 'Lolita' as might be written by Salmon Rushdie, with loose women, fighting robots, and all with uncommon literary depth peppered with nigh Jittlovian data streams of dazzling SFX, lightening action and rapid fire off beat nerd humor. Life changing!

 

Copyright 2003 - 2008 by Aaron Agassi, derivative and under ongoing revision from sources on the Web as they turn up, at animeboards, animelyrics.com, Campus Lyrics, the Toriyama's World forum, ChibiNeko the Pillows fanatic with latest revisions guided by TWoP Forums and of course, always, reference to the rideon.mp3 the video or live at the Whisky a Go Go; and dedicated to Neil Nadelman, in his best spirit of translation more in sense, idiom and spirit than literally. But beware mishearance

 

 

 

 

Rosy filtered still frame   mirrored sky brushed wide
 
Ambiguous double-entendre of reciprocity: Which reflects which? The orenge-ih su-lide-ou, or frame in the camera film strip negative, paints the sky, both in the sense of capturing the image, but in magical ideations of the socially discarded homeless girl firebug and shutterbug, also, like a gel or chromatic filter on a floodlight, is poetically thought to actually pigment the sunset horizon
Dangled yonder of my   spongy pride and joy
Spider -
The savor of prey - captured live
Nothing so foreboding to deny
All as vivid as life, while dreaming in color
 
"Ride on shooting star"
Just like a shotgun blast -wow!   gave true voice to your heart, now...
Still ringing out in song
 
Hey there, grungy hamster,   precociously
Oh vengeful lobster,   enthralling me  
 
Sniper -
Whaddya think you'll target   sighting there
Virgin at the margin of your world
Oh let me touch,   before you take aim!
 
"Ride on shooting star"
My forbidden quest for you   an awkward Jones I'm having
I kissed and fibbed to you
 
"Ride on shooting star"
Just like a shotgun blast, wow!   gave voice to all your heart, now...
Still ringing out in song
 
             Um beep beep, yeah!
                                ...Oh, yeah!
 
Still don't get it? The passionate metaphors explicated:
Pink and brushed wide like the sunset horizon, yonder my spongy pride and joy you dangle your shot gun like a succulent spider tethered in my web. But fear not, my tender prey, and savor the dream come true!
 
Just what do you think you know, precocious little brat? How can you even imagine your potential without new experience?
 
Ah, let me touch before you take aim! I see new vistas through your eyes. Your heart sings, still pealing like a bell when you continue shooting your load. And I am enthralled, perverted, addicted to forbidden love, oh narrow minded innocent.
 
See, I kiss and fib just like a little girl, your very bad little girl! So, take your hot revenge upon me:
Ride, ride, ride me onward into the starry night.
Yes, yes, oh yes!

 

 

Bonus: Lyrics to 'Neon Genesis Evangelion' television opening theme:
  Zankoku na Tenshi no TE-ZE (Cruel Angel's Thesis)

 

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