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RASEN in OKINAWA

The Deigo1 flowers are blooming, calling the wind, the storm has come just like 'THE BOOM'2 said
When I met Diego, I let him listen to Shimauta3 in LA
'Oohh what the fuck it that?'
He said, and immediately cooked up this beat
Take it back to the island and send it to Tsubaki
So CHICO and OZworld hopped on it
Now we're hijacking your ears
 
Music that only we Okinawanas4 can create
Even without existing paths, do it
Failure is the foundation of success
Truly, the real opposite of success is doing nothing
 
OKI to the NAWA
Everything you see is a trap
Yall bitches can hate me if you wanna
But you can't disobey me
 
Or my brothers or my daughter or any of my family
Take appropriate measures against those who get in your way
If they doesn't disappear, it'll be troublesome, right?
They'll end up having to talk to my lawyer
 
Kick the verse, punch the line
Like Tenshin5, I don't know how to lose
Ima Trouble maker
Revolutionary6
To awaken the sleeping people, 'Wake up'
 
Before being at the top, I'll be a dope guy7 who lives excellently
For some reason, poor people's cigars are so strong boy
Shooting, loading and repeating
The more I blew, the more money I've got
Is there value in a life that survives only by trampling over others?
Is there?
Seriously? No doubt?
I was reveling in my youth
The whole earth was my test tube
A rapper of status and honor
Throw away everything and be naked
Unintentionally bitching was my default setting
I am a King without a nation/country8, with the Queen by my side
B to da Boy, speaking to my roots
The rule is that there are no rules
Even if the trend passes, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow
Success is only obtained by those who have endured pain
What do you see in those eyes?
Reality after escaping from reality
Hardship should not be prioritized
Roll up your laziness and fly to the sky
My eyes see the truth
Doing what needs to be done and talking about love
Doing things I don't want to do and talking about money
Represent me
Everyday Rollin
Stone or diamond
Either way, it's decided, isn't it?
 
How interesting are the words of today
The spirits of the four tell good stories9
The journey begins on our Southern Island10
Thunder striking, Okinawa is the ark
Children doing the kachashi11 dance
Grandpas, grandmas and ancestral gods
My, myself and my soul that travels, asking
'What is love?' and learning
Okinawan dragons
Blaze up (high) and become ashes
Rising up with the eternal fire, burning up
The sun is like a shining marble
And babies is a treasure, the most beautiful
With big brothers and big sisters
Wake up, this a movie
The one who enjoys it the most wins
Playing makes my life
Even if I die, let's meet again in the next life
Drawing a spiral12, rising up high
Us Okinawanas
We laugh even when we cry, we don't take revenge13
We drink to let it go, get drunk off big sister's habush14
Drinking and getting drunk, tonight's celebration begins
It's a feast!
Sassa Iyasassa15
We are Peter Pans
 
Sent from Naha City from the edge of the map of Japan
Tokyo is a city of buildings, there aren't many Orions16
My surname and accent expose where I'm from in the commercial district
Before long, I might be ambushed by paparazzi
 
I am17 CHICO, Hero of Tsubogawa18
I want to go to Taipei
I am CARLITO, Papacito
My friends have increased
An unprecedented four concealed triplets19
Legendary pokemon
Pheromones from big sis
Make the Doraemon turn red
 
Meet up in the streets of Tsuji20, what a coincidence21
Zamami's sea is looking like Christian Lassen
If it's just freestyle, aren't they identical? (laughs)
We're so Instagrammable
 
Spread your wings and change the world
Keep spitting worldwide
I've also cleared all the Red Bull projects
You bums22 just jerk off to adult sites
 
Yeah
Even bad kids are curious, 'Mom, what's this sound?'
Yeah
Don't let grown ups attach a serial number to you
Yeah
There's no news from them
Pride comes before a fall ← This is the way of the world
 
Live from the 47th23
Feelings for my hometown bring tears to my eyes
My tongue in Mitoma Kaoru mode
Well then, until next time, see you at the Akatombo24
 

• 1. This is in reference to the 'Deigo' tree, a type of flowering tree native to Japan.
• 2. 'The Boom' was a Japanes rock band formed in 1986.
• 3. '島唄' (shima uta) means 'island song' in Japanese, referring to a genre of traditional Okinawan music.
• 4. Technically Awich just says 'we' using the term 'ワッタ' (watta), which is Okinawan. I put 'we Okinawans' to be more clear.
• 5. This line is referring to Tenshin Nasukawa, a Japanese kickboxer and mixed martial artist.
• 6. This is a play on words, as the previous line ends in 'maker' while '革命家' sounds like kaku-meika, the two words can be misheard as each other.
• 7. 'ニキ' (niki) is a colloquial term, often used in certain dialects, that means 'guy' or 'person.'
• 8. Important to note that 唾奇 or Tsubaki is from Okinawa, just like Awich and OZworld. Okinawa used to be its own kingdom, with its own langauge, culture and seperate ethnic group until it was unofficially annexed by Japan after the Invasion of Ryukyu in 1609. To this day many Okinawans do not consider themselves Japanese, especially older generations.
• 9. This part is fully in Okinawan, which I do not speak so this and the line before might be innacurate.
• 10. Literally says '南くぬ島' (Minami-kunijima), which is an Okinawan phrase that translates to 'Minami's Island.' It refers to an island called Minami Daito Island (南大東島) in Okinawa Prefecture. The island is located in the Philippine Sea, and is one of the most Southern Okinawan islands.
• 11. Kachāshī (カチャーシー), sometimes romanized as katcharsee, is a form of festive Okinawan folk dance. In Okinawa, it is often a feature of celebrations such as weddings and victory festivities after tegumi wrestling matches and public elections.
• 12. This is the same word as in the title: '螺旋' (Rasen).
• 13. Literally says 'don't wash blood with blood'.
• 14. Habushu (ハブ酒) is an awamori-based liqueur made in Okinawa. Other common names include Habu Sake or Okinawan Snake Wine.
• 15. This part doesn't even have a translation in the music video, and I couldn't find the meaning online so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
• 16. This refers to a brand of beer called 'Orion' which is the most popular in Okinawa Prefecture where it originates from, but isn't really that popular across the rest of Japan.
• 17. This part says '我是' (wǒ shì) which is 'I am' in Mandarin Chinese.
• 18. Tsubogawa seems to be a district of Naha city, Okinawa.
• 19. '四暗刻' (suuankou) in the context of Mahjong refers to a rare and powerful hand.
• 20. Red light district in Naha city, Okinawa.
• 21. This is a play on words as 'ツジツマ' (tsujitsuma) contains the name of Tsuji.
• 22. Literally 'people with free time', but here it's used negatively.
• 23. Okinawa is the 47th prefecture of Japan.
• 24. Akatombo (lit. 'red dragonfly') is a restaurant in Naha city, Okinawa.

Round and Round We Go

Outside the window rose up
a dream of sunflowers
They can be seen sparkling
right inside puddles of water
From fluttering petals
a dozing sweet perfume
In the light, rustling breeze
my heartbeat quickens
Though I relax and let myself go,
though I give it my thoughts,
I even forget
whether I'm alive or dead
 
Covered in evening twilight
in the rain after spring has passed
the only sound echoing
is raindrops on my umbrella
Neither noticing the streetlights
nor sure of my steps,1
floating in swaying waves
stillness doesn't arrive
Something gently changes
The prediction I wish for
doesn't even tell me
whether it's clear or cloudy
 

• 1. 'obotsukazu' is an ungrammatical inflection of 'obotsukanai' 'doubtful, uncertain'

The Big Bang

Floating as I am in outer space,
when my geometric incantation turns rain into snow
and forms a rainbow, as you overtake me with relative speed,
spectral analysis of your voice shows everything is OK. And so …
 
Unable to understand even if a solution is theoretically too ambiguous,
the pieces you find by turning around left and right contradict each other.
Getting entangled like radio waves, the laser beam won't get there,
accepting unscientific 'I' that echoes in the atmosphere …
 
Even if usual things are unexpected,
even if I take an interplanetary cruise to you
faster than falling asleep counting prime numbers,
surely maybe it only converges to something universal. However …
 
It doesn't matter even if dreams are basically overly meaningless,
the pieces I got by shaking them back and forth are a password.
Consecutively unravelling, jumping over though you can't measure,
the unstable fixedness of wave frequency eliminates the very future …
 
Stories created only with ones and zeros
part ways with fragments of fading memory, and so …
 
Unable to understand even if a solution is theoretically too ambiguous,
the pieces you find by turning around left and right contradict each other.
Getting entangled like radio waves, the laser beam won't get there,
accepting unscientific 'I' that echoes in the atmosphere …
 

Like There Is Like There Isn't Something

I'm just reciting an ordinary incantation.
If I shine the light of a cobalt fluorescent tube
on my left and right hands and get them to make a sound,
a hint of the scent of fragrant olive spreading …
 
In an uncertain world where there's nothing and there's something
what I see in my dreams is a magic cattleya,1
merely flowing, carried along and moving,
by the laws of the universe that turns and whirls around.
 
I get the feeling that I had a dream
but I can't remember anything.
If even what I enjoyed as a child
vanishes and is no more …
 
There's no such thing as definite, perfect words,
always full of ambiguity, imprecision and incompleteness.
If it's a future never seen before, I'll just walk on.
Groping along, I'll be putting together something unfinished.
 

• 1. A cattleya is a type of orchid.

On the verses of the 45th parallel - Maria Voitikova - And life is not just a strange coincidence

And life is not only a strange coincidence
Of love and sorrow, of light and black hole,
It's one way traffic and the only chance
To another, otherworldly and quiet world.
 
Nobody knows what will happen in the next world
No one even knows this world, to be fair,
But maybe there is a house there, after all,
And maybe, it's easier for poets to live there.
 
Perhaps, no one there is waiting for Messiah,
Who Is riding a donkey through dust and thirst,
Perhaps, who cries for Russia is a liar
And those who miss our planet Earth.
 
In the next world you can put it on a shelf
Everything you want so much on this planet!
Perhaps, you could really live there, and well,
Since no one has returned from there yet...
 

poetic
rhyming

How similar is separation to winter

How similar is separation to winter
With you, joy of a fleeting year!
What cold I felt, what darkness I lived in!
What December emptiness was around!
 
And yet summer was just passing by
And a fertile autumn, full of expensive crops,
Spring brings a rich harvest
Like a widowed and pregnant wife.
 
But for me these crops were ripe
Only the bitter fruit of my sadness,
Because what is a great summer without you?
 
When you're gone, even the birds fall silent
Or such sadness resounds in their singing,
That, trembling before winter, the leaf turns pale on the tree.
 

Sometimes, when I dream for a long time, half asleep

Sometimes, when I dream for a long time, half asleep,
A wonderful female voice comes to me from somewhere,
Angels singing songs,
More beautiful than all the songs in the world.
 
I listen to this voice with my whole soul,
My heart is torn out of my chest by longing,
I would follow him anywhere, anywhere... I don't know
Is it love or death that calls?
 

Having you, I mock all human pride

Some people praise their family, others their skill,
Others their treasures, others their bodies strength,
Others wear fashionable clothes, even if they cut them wrong,
Other falcons, dogs and nice horses.
 
And everyone has one preference,
Which brings him the most joy,
But I don't want to compare them,
Above all good things, I prefer mine to be better.
 
For me your love is better than the old family,
More expensive than treasures and luxurious clothes,
Kinder than the falcon, horses and hounds.
 
Having you, I mock all human pride.
But at the same time I became emaciated from it,
Fearing that you will leave, making me a pauper.
 

Autumn

Rusty autumn roses
they look into space white with rain -
the rain sews the sky to the ground
a thousand stitches and chills, -
 
And everything breaks down, decays,
it leaks, it stains with rot,
but not forever, out of despair -
but for a short time, with pleasure.
 

I loved you

I loved you and my love
Maybe there are still remnants smoldering in my soul,
But don't let that worry you anymore

The scorching lights were flying

The scorching lights were flying: my God,
Kalina cannot part with the jewor.
 
Kalina didn't want to part with the jewor,
And I had to break up with Jasiulecki.
 
Kalina can't part with the jewor,
And I broke up - oh, my good God.
 

Talk to me again

Talk to me again... From a distance, from a distance
your voice floats to me on the air wave,
like a flower, I caress me with your every word...
Talk to me more...
 
Talk to me again... The ones flowing towards me
the words are like a prayer at the coffin
and in the heart of death they cause shivers -
talk to me more...
 

On a calm, dark sea

On a calm, dark sea
I would like to fly in a boat now,
where there are no white sails anymore
There is no noise of ships.
 
All this weight off my shoulders,
what bends and overthrows me,
I would like to throw myself into the watery abyss
and lie on the dark wave.
 
Let me be quiet all around,
let the space ring in my dreams
and let the dark depths in the sun
they play with the colors of the rainbow.
 
There, thousands of miles from the shore,
at the bottom, under the brightness,
looking at the still sky
let me revel in nothingness.
 

In the hills of Georgia

On the hills of Georgia lies the night fog,
Aragawa rustles at my feet.
I feel sad and light. There is longing
It is bright and full of you.
 
You, the only one! The sadness of my dreams
I no longer torment you and disturb you,
And the heart burns, the heart loves again,
He cannot love anymore.
 

Don't cry for me

Don't cry for me, my golden princess,
even though my chest is oppressed by longing

Last time

Your nice figure for the last time
I dare you to cuddle me today
And resurrect dreams with heartfelt strength,
A tender and shameful grief
Awaken the thought of your love.
 
Years pass and unfortunately
They change the world, they change us!
In the grave darkness, deep in Lethe
the poet's eyes see you today,
But the poet has also faded away from you.
 
So my heart's farewell
Accept, distant one! Bow your forehead
Like a wife when she becomes a widow,
Like a faithful friend before the exile
Without a word, he shakes his brother's hand.
 

On the wide, wide sea

On the wide, wide sea
A ship sails with a broken anchor,
The wind drives him further and further
Into an empty, cloudy, leaden space.
 
On the wide, wide sea
It's not to the shore that you're sailing, ship.
You'll hit a rock somewhere underwater
And you will disappear into the depths without a trace.
 

Before eternal night

Before eternal night let me hear your voice
Like a song of hope in the hour of agony,
And maybe then there will be silence beyond the grave
The pale moon of resurrection will rise upon me!
 
And if, crying on the extinguished pupils
You will fold, like flowers, your silent hands,
The grave will burn with fire and a hundred lightnings
Wreaths of immortal suns will cover me
 

Where did the first stars come from

From where the first stars in the sky will shine,
I will go there, beyond the dark rock edges.
I will look at the swans flying in the sky
 
And I will fly wherever they fly.
 
Because here - and there - across the sea - and everywhere,
Wherever I go, a poor thought follows me,
I'm always sad and I don't care anywhere

My soul is sad

My soul is sad even to death -
I put my hands down, come what may,
No punch will drill my brain anymore,
For I have already banished hope from it.
 
And here I stand, silent as in a dream,
Over the urn of my desires, broken into quarters,
And that I had to cast her into the dust so early,
My soul is sad even to the point of death.
 

Look what this silent heart has written here

Like a poor actor standing on the stage
Out of fear he forgot the words to his role
Or a creature overcome with rage
Whose anger won't let you move
 
Yes, I didn't believe I could say it
Too much love, I've lost faith
And I'm drowning in the feeling of rising floods
Under the passions too heavy a burden
 
Oh, let my books speak for me
Afterword of my silent heart
Which begs for love and reward
 
Although he won't say it in words
Try to understand what this silent heart is saying:
Listening with your eyes is the wisdom of love
 

Sweet love

Sweet love, come back so that no one can tell
That your strength is weaker than your desires
Desires, even though they were fed today
Tomorrow they will be back, as sharp as ever
 
So come back! Although today your hungry eyes
They squint, heavy with sleep
Tomorrow look again and the spirit of love
Don't want to kill yourself with too much weariness
 
Let rest be an ocean
Dividing the shores on which it came
Two young lovers in the morning
 
Bless the returning love
Or roll it up in winter, whose coat is frosty
Three times it makes us look forward to summer
 

The deep sea sleeps in the glow of the night

The deep sea sleeps in the glow of the night
The waves rustle gently
And my heart is so heavy
I remember old regrets
 
And these tidings of old
The sunken cities groan
And from the bottom of the sea I hear into the night
Prayers and bells sounds
 
But they will not save these cities
Prayers and bells ringing
Because what was once seized by death
You won't come back to life
 

At Jeziorecko

There by the lake, by the fast-flowing waters,
My girl was gathering bilberries.
 
She had already gathered a jugful
And was pouring them into a blue apron
 
When young Jacek came riding up.
“There are better bilberries here, girl.”
 
He jumped down from his horse and squeezed her hand.
“Be mine, dear girl, give your consent.”
 
“Ah, I’ll not consent, God forbid!
The sun is already low in the sky and the way is long.
Ah, I’ll not give my consent, I’m afraid you’ll betray me.”
 
“Don’t be afraid, girlie, I want to be on my way.
Be mine, dear girl, give your consent.”
 
“Oh, I’ll not give my consent, my dear Jacek,
For then I’ll no longer be able to wear my maiden’s crown.”
 

Consider well, mother

Consider well, mother, to whom you give your daughter.
Don’t give her to the first man to come along,
That would be a shame given her beauty.
 
For her beauty is like swift-flowing water,
Her right cheek has grown flushed
Like the wild rose.
 
And a wild rose only flowers once a year,
And my little heart grows heavy
If I do not like someone.
 
But if I do like someone, I stand aside.
Punish, God, oh dear God almighty,
The man who is pressing me.
 

The Sunlight at 7:30 AM

Sunlight at half past seven
Shining on the drowsy pedestrians
Searching together for a warmer touch
Waiting for you every day, time seems to stand still
This sorrowful face, yet so moved
 
A swollen pair of eyes
Bearing the remnants of a disaster
With me, focusing, the songs on my earphones resonate
Fallen in the same city, as if hoping for an invitation
Will you stay and confirm this connection?
 
Who made you cry, playing a heavy sad song
As if protecting you, whom I've never met, passing by every day
Offering a little comfort, wiping dry your eyes, looking clearly
In the long journey, left behind, you and I
 
A small tattoo
Hidden within long hair, marking memories
With me, paying attention, envisioning your spontaneity
Fallen in the same city, still holding romantic aspirations
At the end of the wounds, there is a beautiful scenery
 
Who made you cry, playing a heavy sad song
Embracing this life, it's not a sin even though I've never met you
Offering a little comfort, wiping dry your eyes, looking clearly
What did we gain in the path of love?
 
Who made you cry, singing a heavy sad song
If we pretend to have never met, it's pitiful for both of us
Exchanging a bit of comfort, pretending to have a chance encounter, is it possible?
Or have you already healed this pain long ago?
 
Who made me cry, encoring in silence
If I could replay the familiar chapters of the past completely
Every day at half past seven, reenacting the beginning of this love
Regrettably, you didn't look back at me from within the shadows.
 

The Sense of Family (TV series original theme)

We played at La Marette
In the secret of the backlight
We hid our first loves
Like our first cigarettes
Help me escape from childhood games
To let go of my past
To leave among the jaded
By maintaining my innocence
 
Help me, help me get out of my bed that's too small
If you love me, you have to help me, I want
To meet my life
 
I'm seventeen years old, and in my mirror
The woman smiles at the child
Then she slowly walks away
And the child gradually fades away
 
Help me, help me get out of my bed that's too small
If you love me, you have to help me, I want
To meet my life
 
Help me, help me relive the last sorrow
Lead me to the path, I want
To meet my life
 

To my sweetheart

My favorite season is something short
and it starts to melt away before I realize.
In the shifting landscape,
I will stand still alone and think of you.
 

The end of the side

The end of the side
At the moment of truth alone
I breath to myself slowly
Facing a clear fear
 
Come to me
Now you're too far
The loudness flows to me
Stays in my body
 
Keeping on distance
Breaking at the side
Closing my world in my hand
Without a glance
Increasing the way signs
Alone-
Sticking to the distance
Staying
Without nobody
Without a shelter
Without control of your game
 
The end of the day
Letting only you to rest
It seems that clock hands
Are working for you
And who are you that have the audacity to approach
Leaving only escape directions
It's successful for you
 

It was a Love Like Cherry Blossoms

The spring breeze carries its scent
in the town without you.
The time when we painted distant dreams
is one to which I cannot return.
 
Indelible feelings that have lost a place to go
forever hurt in my heart

Чудовиште

Click to see the original lyrics (English)
Знам да никада нећемо остарити заједно
Јер за мене никад нећеш остарити
Ти си руменило у мојим образима
И плашим се јер то значи
Да сам помало мека
 
Али не мучи себе, Бони
Нисам се крила само од Сунца
Биле смо повређена деца
Која су научила себе како да живе
И још увек се плашим да нисам довољно добра
 
Увек сам се осећала као чудовиште
Много пре угриза
Увек сматрана чудовиштем
Рецимо да сам навикла на то
 
И очврснула сам јер ме је љубав увек повређивала
Али, волети тебе је добар проблем
И навикла сам на то
Али, могла бих да се навикнем на ово
Да, навикла сам на то
Али, могла бих да се навикнем на ово
 
И знам да никада нећемо остарити заједно
Јер за мене никад нећеш остарити
Ти си руменило у мојим образима
И волим што то значи
Да сам помало мека
 
Ти си руменило у мојим образима
И волим што то значи
Да сам помало мека
 

Down by the River

Lace your heart with mine
Let your sleeping soul take flight
Take me through the night
Down down down by the river
Down down down by the river
 
Hanging moon in fog
Mists will lead where you belong
Sweep me off my feet
Down down down by the river
Down down down by the river
Down down down by the river
 
Inky embers
Swirl and dance
Just leap the flames to take a chance
To be with me tonight
Take my hand
And hold it tight
'Cause you and I are everywhere
The night is young
We're going down down down by the river
Down down down by the river
Down down down by the river
 
Don't wake me up
Just leave me there dreaming