Fanon Soundtrack Project:

We kick off with something relatively normal and sunny, the lyrics of which actually remind me of the series as a whole. Though it's in Spanish (which I can read as long as, uh, I don't think about it too much), so you have to take my word for it.

En los mapas del cielo, el sol siempre es amarillo
y la lluvia o las nubes no pueden velar tanto brillo
ni los árboles nunca podrán ocultar el camino,
de la luz hacia el bosque profundo de nuestro destino.
Esa hierba tan verde, se ve como un manto lejano,
que no puede escapar, que se puede alcanzar, sólo con volar.

Siete mares he surcado, siete mares color azul,
yo soy nave, voy navegando, y mi vela eres tú...
Bajo el agua veo peces de colores,
van donde quieren, no los mandas tú...
Por el cielo, va cruzando, por el cielo color azul,
un avión que vuela alto, diez mil metros de altitud,
desde tierra lo saludan con las manos,
se va alejando, no se dónde va, no se dónde va...

Sobre un tramo de vía, cruzando un paisaje de ensueño,
en un tren que me lleva de nuevo a ser muy pequeño,
de una América a otra, tan sólo es cuestión de un segundo,
basta con desearlo y podrás recorrer todo el mundo...
Un muchacho que trepa, que trepa en lo alto de un muro,
si se siente seguro, verá su futuro con claridad...

Y el futuro, es una nave, que por el cielo volará,
a Saturno, después de Marte, nadie sabe dónde llegará,
si le ves venir, si te trae amores, no te los robes sin apurar.
Aprovecha, los mejores, que después no volverán.
La esperanza, jamás se pierde, los malos tiempos pasarán,
piensa que el futuro es una acuarela y tu vida un lienzo,
que colorear, que colorear...

En los mapas del cielo el sol siempre es amarillo (tú lo pintarás)
y la lluvia o las nubes no pueden velar tanto brillo (tú lo pintarás)
basta aún desearlo y podrá recorrer todo el mundo (tú lo pintarás)
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And now relatively normal goes down the tubes. Alex and I had a lengthy discussion re Queen song associations to TeniPuri. I narrowed it down to this one, which should be nicely obvious.

* Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride it where I like

You say black I say white
You say bark I say bite
You say shark I say hey man
Jaws was never my scene
And I don't like Star Wars
You say Rolls I say Royce
You say God give me a choice
You say Lord I say Christ
I don't believe in Peter Pan
Frankenstein or Superman
All I wanna do is

Bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle bicycle bicycle
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my bike
I want to ride my bicycle
I want to ride my
Bicycle races are coming your way
So forget all your duties oh yeah!
Fat bottomed girls they'll be riding today
So look out for those beauties oh yeah
On your marks get set go

You say coke I say caine
You say John I say Wayne
Hot dog I say cool it man
I don't wanna be the President of America
You say smile I say cheese
Cartier I say please
Income tax I say Jesus
I don't wanna be a candidate
For Vietnam or Watergate
Cos all I want to do is

*repeat
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Catchy synthpop number about Le Petit Prince, existential ennui and the fundamental absurdity of the universe. (^_^ < -- Fuji smile)

(English translation follows the French)

Quelle solitude
De mourir
Sans certitude
D'être au moins

Une particule
De vie
Un point minuscule
Utile à quelqu'un

Quelle solitude
D'ignorer
Ce que les yeux
Ne peuvent pas voir

Le monde adulte
Isolé
Un monde abrupt
Et là, je broie du noir

* Dessine-moi un mouton
Le ciel est vide sans imagination
C'est ça
Dessine-moi un mouton
Redevenir l'enfant que nous étions
Dessine-moi un mouton
Le monde est triste sans imagination
C'est ça
Dessine-moi un mouton
Apprivoiser l'absurdité du Monde

Quelle solitude
De se dire
Que la morsure
Du temps n'est rien

Le rêve est bulle
De vie
Un bien majuscule
Utile au chagrin

Déconfiture
Des pépins
Mais je veux croire
En l'au-delà

Et vivre est dur
Toujours un choix
Mais je jure
Que le monde est à moi

*repeat

Il est à moi...
Il est à moi...
Il est à moi...
Il est à moi...Le Monde

***

What solitude
To die
Without the certainty
Of being at least

A particle
Of life
A minuscule point
Useful to someone

What solitude
Not to know
That which the eyes
Cannot see

The adult world
Isolated
An abrupt world--
And now I'm brooding

* Draw me a sheep
The sky is empty without imagination
That's it
Draw me a sheep
Become again the child that we once were
Draw me a sheep
The world is sad without imagination
That's it
Draw me a sheep
To tame the absurdity of the world

What solitude
To tell oneself
That the bite
Of time is nothing

A dream is a bubble
Of life
A major benefit
Useful to grief

Discomfiture
Little obstacles
But I want to believe
In the hereafter

And living is hard
Always a choice
But I swear
That the world is mine

*repeat

It's mine... the world
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(Originally gacked off Whit, thanks for all the Evil) In the current context, think of this song as a TeniPuri Mary Sue on FFN - that someone composed using only phrases from her first-year Japanese textbook, for the sake of "authenticity". Unadulterated genius.

I'm not translating this; that would remove the flavour.

sen shuumatsu dekakemashita
soshite anata o mimashita
anata wa tenisu ga joozu deshoo
machitaku nai desu, jaa ikimashoo

anata to watashi
anata to watashi

* anata wa taitei
zuibun ogenki desu ne
tenisu no boifurendo
totemo ii desu yo

tenisu o shimasen ka?
watashi wa heta desu ga
mainichi watashi wa naraimasu
watashitachi wa tenisu o shimasu

anata to watashi
anata to watashi

* repeat

demo kyou ame ga furimasu
dakara uchi ni imasu
anata wa totemo kawaii desu
anata no heya e ikitai desu

*repeat
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Three guesses, guys. Three guesses and the first two don't count.

You live in a world of excess
Where more is more
And less is much less
A day without fame is a waste
And a question of need
Is a question of taste

* You're so flamboyant
The way you look
It gets you so much attention
Your sole employment
Is getting more
You want police intervention

You're so flamboyant
The way you live
You really care that they stare
And the press deployment
Is always there
It's what you do for enjoyment

You live in a time of decay
When the worth of a man
Is how much he can play
Every day all the public must know
Where you are, what you do
'Cause your life is a show

And you're so flamboyant
The way you live
And it's not even demeaning
You're so flamboyant
It's like a drug
you use to give your life meaning

*repeat

Every actor needs
An audience
Every action is
A performance
It all takes courage
You know it
Just crossing the street
W ell, it's almost heroic
You're so flamboyant

There you are at another preview
In a pose
The artist and you
To look so loud may be considered tacky
Collectors wear black clothes
By Issey Miyake

*repeat

You're so flamboyant
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All Ishida Akira characters remind me of Erasure. Why is that? It's not as if he sounds like Andy Bell... Anyway, this is for all those traumatising slutty!Mizuki fics I keep stumbling over. I'd be able to write angst for this series if I didn't keep getting songcalls like this.

I'm crazy flowing over with ideas
A thousand ways to woo a lover so sincere
Love and hate what a beautiful combination
Sending shivers up and down my spine

For every Casanova that appears
My sense of hesitation disappears
Love and hate what a beautiful combination
Sending shivers up and down my spine

* And the lovers that you sent for me
Didn't come with any satisfaction guarantee
So I return them to the sender
And the note attached will read
How I love to hate you
I love to hate you
I love to hate you
I love to hate you

Oh you really still expect me to believe
Every single letter I receive
Sorry you what a shameful situation
Sending shivers up and down my spine

Oh I like to read a murder mystery
I like to know the killer isn't me
Love and hate what a beautiful combination
Sending shivers make me quiver
Feel it sliver up and down my spine

*repeat
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The cheerleader song - that is, actively sung by Tommy february6's cheerleaders (if you've seen her videos you'd know what I mean). Think Tomoka. Think Saori. Think fanboy!Jirou and the Hyoutei Hundred.
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Karupin: Series Uber Seme. MomoRyo, I guess, 'cos you get the impression that the cat has the highest chance of anyone in the series of getting with Ryouma. ^^;

(English translation follows the romaji)

Akari wo kesshita mama
Hanashi wo tsuzuketara
Garasu no mukougawa de
Hoshi ga hitotsu kieta

Karamawari shinagara
Toori wo kakenukete
Kudakeru sono toki wa
Kimi no namae dake yobu yo

Hirosugiru reien no soba no
Kono apaato wa usugumori
Atatakai maboroshi wo miteita

* Neko ni naritai
Kimi no uude no naka
Sabishii yoru ga owaru made
Koko ni itai yo
Neko ni naritai
Kotoba wa hakanai
Kienai youni kizutsukete ageru yo

Me wo tojite ukabeta
Hisoyaka na nigebasho wa
Shichiriya no shirabe wa
Ehagaki to yoku niteta

Sunabokori ni mamirete aruku
Michi wa kisetsu wo kiratteru
Tsukurareta yasuragi wo sutete

* repeat

***

When we turned off the light to continue talking
A star disappeared outside the window
While we talk of nothing I'm making a getaway
Times when I break apart I only call your name

Next to the over-wide spaces of the soul
This apartment is a wisp of cloud
I saw a warm illusion

I want to become a cat
And stay here in your arms
Until the lonely night ends
I want to become a cat
Words are empty things
I'll give you a wound that won't disappear

The secret escape floating behind my closed eyes
Is a quiet beach much like a picture postcard
The road we walk covered in sand disagrees with seasons
I abandon this constructed sense of peace

I want to become a cat
And stay here in your arms
Until the lonely night ends
I want to become a cat
Words are empty things
I'll give you a wound that won't disappear
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The ultimate Marui Bunta song, i.e. hyper and rocked-out and creatively employing food as a metaphor for oral sex. Play it loud. XD

I got teeth for chocolate and I
Got teeth for sugar and honey
I got teeth for my jujubes and I
Got teeth for sugar in my coffee

So many believe I'm crazy
Not you, 'cos I'm your sugar rush
You're lovin' me just like a candy
So when you put me in your mouth
It's 'cos you got a sweet tooth
I got a sweet too-too
Yeah you got a sweet tooth
I got a sweet too-too

I got tons of cavities but I
I can't stop putting candies on my tongue
I got tons of cavities but I
Can't stop
So gimme gimme more yeah

* So many believe I'm crazy
Not you, 'cos I'm your sugar rush
You're lovin' me just like a candy
So when you put me in your mouth
So many believe I'm crazy
Except you, 'cos I'm your sugar rush
You're lovin' me just like a candy
So when you put it in your mouth
It's 'cos you got a sweet tooth
I got a sweet too-too
Yeah you got a sweet tooth
I got a sweet too-too

Some say I'm a boy in a man's world
And some say I should listen to the news
But I ain't got time for war baby
And I'm a being unimportant to my queen
And I, I think, you should try my ways
I'll show the men a world that's ruled
By ideas like this

* repeat
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Fanon!Kaidou. ......Eheheh. (Bis cover because it fits better with the electro backing, and I like it better than the Stones original anyhow.)

I hear the click-clack of your feet on the stairs
I know you're no scare-eyed honey
There'll be a feast if you just come upstairs
But it's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime

I can see that you're fifteen years old
No I don't want your I.D.
You look so restless and you're so far from home
But it's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime

* Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat
Oh yeah, don'tcha scratch like that
Oh yeah, you're a strange stray cat
Bet your mama don't know you scream like that
I bet your mother don't know you can spit like that

You look so weird and you're so far from home
But you don't really miss your mother
Don't look so scared I'm no mad-brained bear
But it's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime
Oh, yeah

I bet your mama don't know that you scatch like that
I bet she don't know you can bite like that

You say you got a friend, that she's wilder than you
Why don't you bring her upstairs
If she's so wild then she can join in too
It's no hanging matter
It's no capital crime

*repeat
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Cruelest Kamio Song Call Ever. I like Kamio! Really! I have a whole 'nother fanon soundtrack completely about him! *ducks flames and flees XD*

Another night with open eyes
Too late to sleep, too soon to rise
You're short of breath, is it a heart attack?
Hot and feverish you face the fact

You're in love, and it feels like shame
Because she's gone and made a fool of you in public again
You're in love, and it feels like pain
Because you know there's too much truth in everything she claims

So ask yourself now: can you forgive her
If she wants you to?
Ask yourself: can you even deliver
What she demands of you?

You drift into the strangest dreams
Of youthful follies and changing teams
Admit you're wrong, oh, no, not yet
Then you wake up and remember that you can't forget

She's made you some kind of laughingstock
Because you dance to disco, and you don't like rock
She'd make fun of you, and even in bed
Said she was gonna go and get herself a real man instead

* So ask yourself now: can you forgive her
If she begs you to?
Ask yourself: can you even deliver
What she demands of you?
Or do you want revenge?
But that's childish, so childish!

Remember when you were more easily led
Behind the cricket pavillion and the bicycle shed
Trembling as your dreams came true
You looked right into those blue eyes and knew

It was love, and now you can't pretend
You've forgotten all the promises of that first friend
It's bad enough she knows how you feel
But she's not prepared to share you with a memory

* repeat
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...I'm out of excuses, aren't I? (But have you listened to the backing tracks on Inui's image "songs"? Most pimpastic music this side of a 70's blaxploitation flick soundtrack. If I were a DJ I'd sample the hell out of them.)
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The Jirou of Monnie's Hyoutei Roommates series (yes, we're getting down to specifics), which I should really comment on one of these days. *is shot*

telephone call woke me up at noon
i thought it was much too soon
pulled the covers tightly up and then
i went back to sleep again

woke once more at half past one
getting out of bed's no fun
i'm so cozy , won't you pretty please
bring a bowl of rice krispies

* feeling lazy, feeling tired
feeling sleepy, feeling slow
feeling slothful, feeling sluggish
feeling drowsy don't you know

not up yet, it's after two
nice here lying close to you
feeling like a happy kitty cat
pat my head and scratch my back

clock tells me it's nearing three
no place that i'd rather be
what a lazy lazy life this is
swooning from your kisses

*repeat

what's the hurry anyway
i can wait to start my day
won't you stay in bed with me
eat candy bars and watch tv

now my dear, it's after four
can't get enough, so gimme more
five o'clock is already past
darkness is approaching fast

* repeat
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Chrissie's D1 Revolution (the oft-recced Indivi/Duality), aka my plea for smutfic. XD At this point the mix was progressing by virtue of logical elimination: if Hyoutei is PSB and St.R is Erasure, then obviously Rikkai is Depeche Mode. ...What?

* It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself
It's only when I lose myself in someone else
That I find myself
I find myself

Something beautiful is happening inside for me
Something sensual, it's full of fire and mystery
I feel hypnotised, I feel paralysed
I have found heaven

There's a thousand reasons
Why I shouldn't spend my time with you
For every reason not to be here I can think of two
That keep me hanging on
Feeling nothing's wrong
Inside your heaven

*repeat

I can feel the emptiness inside me fade and disappear
There's a feeling of contentment now that you are here
I feel satisfied
I belong inside
Your velvet heaven

Did I need to sell my soul
For pleasure like this
Did I have to lose control
To treasure your kiss
Did I need to place my heart
In the palm of your hand
Before I could even start
To understand

*repeat
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Except Yuuta isn't a girl, but details details. This is actually a depressing Christmas song (my favorite kind ^^;).

She looks around
There are snowflakes on the ground
Here comes another lonely Christmas
Stars in the night
There is one there shining bright
Shine bright for me this lonely Christmas

* And I wanted to say to you
How much I want to be with you
I wanted to say to you
How much I need to be with you
Christmas time comes once a year
She knows this time he won't be near

She phones her mom
Says this time she cannot come
Don't worry, I'm with friends this Christmas
Dad gets upset
But in time he soon forgets
Here comes another lonely Christmas

*repeat
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Sung by a boy, yes >_> (Hirakawachi are teenaged folk-singing brothers from Sadojima Island "motto: so out in the boondocks kids take up folk music for something to do"). It's a song about graduating junior high - no, really.

(English translation follows the romaji)

Sakura no hana
Kaze ni oyoideiru
Chiisana nami
Hikari kagayaiteiru

Ima omoide to
Kasanerareru toki
Ano hi no futari omoidasu yo

Terekusaku kyouri wo ooki
Massugu mirenakute
Tsukutta egao kagami de mite wa
Okashikute
Hajime kara sannen to
Kimerareta tsukihi ni
Oikakerarete futari no basho
Yume wo katariaou

Yama ga aoku
Chikaku ni mieru yo
Kawa no nagare
Haru wo yorokondeiru

Ima omoide to
Kasanerareru toki
Ano hi no senaka wo omoidasu yo

Iru koto ga atarimae
Sayonara suru nante
Mabataki hodo no mijikai jikan
Sannen wa
Kore kara to sugita toki
Nase chigau no darou
Waraigao dake omoidaseba
Ii keredo

Namida no kazu kuyamu kazu
Sukunai hou ga ii
Omoidasu tabi sono toki dake ga
Yomigaeru
Chiru hana no mukougawa
Sukoshizutsu chisaku naru
Naiteru no? Waratteru no?
Mou todokanu ushirosugata ga

Ima omoide to sayonara wo suru toki

Haru ga tsugeru deai to wakare

***

The sakura blossom
Swims in the wind
In tiny waves
Light shimmering

Now time is overlapped by memory
I remember the two of us, that day

We were shy, the distance large
And couldn't be looked at straight-on
The smile I made showed up strange in the mirror
From the very start, time was limited to three years
Chased by months and days
The place belonging to the two of us tells of dreams

The mountains are blue
And seem very close
The river current
Delights in spring

Now time is overlapped by memory
I remember your back, that day

What we have to do now
Is say goodbye, of course
Three years were as short a time as an instant
I wonder why life henceforward
Will feel different from the time spent until now
Though it would be nice if I could remember only
Your face smiling

The number of tears, the number of unhappinesses
The fewer the better
Only the times I remember will be resurrected
The other side of these falling flowers
Diminishes a little with distance
Is it crying? Laughing?
That silhouette I can no longer reach

Now is the time to say goodbye to memories

The flowers tell of meetings and partings
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Yes, I'm cruel. But not as cruel as those of you who actually write angstfic about Ryouma leaving for America or Tezuka leaving for Germany. And if you don't speak Chinese you're missing out on my revenge contribution anyway, which is very unfair.

(Actually Cathy did a translation of it here. <3)
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What Bing and Cathy call "Power Triangle" - Tezuka, Fuji, Ryouma, and which way the song goes is up to you. The requisite New Order track that happens on all my mixes; the PMK FST is rare in that it didn't include one.

Who is this man
That follows me
This blue eyed boy
Who wants to be
This worthy cause
Of humankind
This fall set up by time

* Like a bright light on the horizon
Shining so bright he'll get you flying
He'll drive you away he'll drive you insane
But then he'll remove all of your pain
Like a bright light on the horizon
Shining so bright he'll get you flying
He'll get you flying
He'll get you flying
He'll get you flying
Flying
Flying

This open book
Yet to be read
This second look
This leap ahead
The hope I held inside
With you was kept alive

*repeat

We're here to stay
We're here to stay
We're here to stay

*repeat
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