【Touhou Lyrics】 Merry the Magician

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A duet for Maribel Hearn and her potential other self. ...I've always been a big fan of "Yukaribel" theories: that is, the mysterious relationship between Maribel Hearn and Yukari Yakumo.

Are the two related, or are they the same person? As Maribel's boundary-sensing powers develop, will she be thrown back in time to take on the role of the boundary youkai who creates Gensokyo, the very land she sees in her dreams? Does Yukari approve of her counterpart's meddling in other worlds as part of the Sealing Club, or does she need to keep her away to preserve the balance? Is she going to lure her in and eliminate her because There Can Only Be One?

In this somewhat spooky song, the very concept of "Yukari" and her imminent appearance is portrayed as haunting Maribel's thoughts. The lyrics play with the concept of "boundaries" in terms of strange arrangement and crossing over of melodic lines. They also play with vague referential imagery as Merry struggles to interpret her confusing dreams.

This is a good place to advertise the cool Hifuu "Matryoshka" parody I did about similar classic Yukaribel themes.    • 【蓮メリ】 Maribel & Renko - Touhou Matryoshka ...   And please stay tuned for even more Yukaribel implications in future songs because boy does it fascinate me.

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ZUN's Music Collection Vol. 2, Night Trip to Rendaino ~ Ghostly Field Club
Maribel Hearn: "Merry the Magician"
Original music by ZUN.
English lyrics and fandub vocals by me and me.
Fanmade alphes-style portraits from http://gensoukyou.1000.tv/dl.html, art by Kaoru, released for free use.

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"Darling, you're dreaming."
Waking or sleeping means nothing to me.
If you can see it-- it's powerful, real... (I see...red...white...)
If you can feel it-- it's clear as can be... (I feel...heat...light...)
Set yourself free with me... (Where am I?)

High as a mountain and dry as a desert and d e e p a s a s e a...
Currents that swirl are entwining our worlds in a w o n d e r f u l m a z e... Everyone plays.

Stories and studies: they're more than their words, and these strange things I see
make me believe in what more I can find. I can watch for the lines and I
know where to step. I won't be kept waiting in the dark.

Barrier walls are sealing us all; they've shut another world away.
Am I caught in their trap, or meant to be crossing?
Delicate fabric, "riddled" full of holes...
Maybe if the "answer" isn't patching, it's to tear it open all the way.

L i s t e n . . .

Dreamers are woken, and barriers broken; (Scarlet clouds...silver-lined...)
these legends were true, ever since they were spoken. (Raining pink...over white...)
Your colors are showing, your battle is knowing, (One last rainbow...shining, sky-lit...)
and you get to choose... where are you going?
(Green...blue...indigo...?)

Mirroring, speaking, and endlessly seeking a fantasyland... not understanding.
Understanding it's foolish to chase for some far-off ideal-- but what if it's here, already real?
Real life is fleetingly merry, a blossom of cherry. I don't want to fall, not till I've seen all the borders.
The borders are thinning; we're only beginning to see what's beyond. Evening star, shine through dawn!

I'll be here... E v e r y w h e r e . . .

Feeling it near, it's never not here; it's only that you couldn't see.
There's a lock in your mind that's keeping it hidden.
This is our chance, because I have a key...
Then, the first step into our adventure has to be to find a fitting door.

Opening gates and playing with fates; it's not for any greater sake.
The inevitable is never forbidden.
This is a magic only I can make...
I can see a dream as just a dream, or I can make it so it's something more.

Can you see it, too?