Dolly マザー・グース[Mother Goose] English translation

Gotta love this song all over again. I am not a professional translator. (Note: I am also known as PrismMime.)

Band: Dolly
song:マザー・グース[Mother Goose]

Sleep spread over a cradle
blue tears and vermilion flowers
Riding on a rocking horse in thoughtful haste
To a dream land that no one knows

(throw up the wings)

Fallen in the frozen fountain of time
A lost child in a place of empty space
a form sometimes painted in obscure colors
that farthest end of a dream to an unknown world

I was tired of playing in the city of building blocks
throw up the wings, the church bell rings

I think Mother
Began to take me out of this broken paradise
Sleep with my mother. Slowly faded memories.
The budding heart, bathing in the sunlight to bloom

I kept sleeping in the forest of fairy tales
Throw up the wings, the church bell rings


I think Mother
Began to take me out of this broken paradise
Sleep with my mother. Fairy tales stories.
As you read you call my name
I sink in Mother… in a cradle
The budding heart, bathing in the sunlight to bloom
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Writing English lyrics to cover a Japanese song can be... a pain. But hey, it's fun!
Now... let's sing it in English.

Lullaby, surrounds the cradle of her beloved
Tears of blue rain over flowers of vermilion
Rock-a-bye, beyond the roads this rocking horse will ride
To a place, a land of dreams nobody knows about, only I

(Spread out your wings to take flight)

Fallen into a fountain frozen through the streams of time
A child lost, within a place without reason or rhyme
Through the blurriness of tears, a form appears, in the blues and reds of water color smears
Creating a dream world with no more doubt or fear, to the farthest ends of the unknown

Suddenly tired of play I rest within my city built of blocks
Spread out your wings to take flight to the ringing of the bells of morning light

I think Mother
Whisked me away on her wings, out of my broken paradise, with tired eyes and yawning I
Sleep with my Mother. Slowly faded memories.
Enveloping the heart in bud in coruscating beams of sun to blossom like the stars above

Quietly I slept away among my enchanted forest of books
Spread out your wings to take flight to the ringing of the bells of morning light

I think Mother
Whisked me away on her wings, out of my broken paradise, with tired eyes and yawning I
Sleep with my Mother. Fairy tale stories.
Calling my name to fly into the stories she breathes life into.
My mother sings to the swing of the cradle
Enveloping the heart in bud in coruscating beams of sun to blossom like the stars above