I woke up in the middle of the night, tonight (proving Kyri right that it was a bad idea for me to go to sleep in the afternoon, but I was sooo exhausted I just couldn’t stay awake any longer, so my sleep schedule is now fixed a little bit) and one of the places I check for updates (like comments, etc.) is YouTube (since I do have a minor channel, I’m always hoping that someone will comment on one of my videos), and I noticed under “Recommended” was a song called Kyrie. I decided “eh, what the heck” and clicked it. It was trance, which, although is great for dancing, is kind of lame if you’re staring at a computer screen in the middle of the night – then its boring and repetitive.
So, I decided “I wonder if there are other songs called Kyri? You know, other than that catholic one and that old classical one and this trance one.. there’s probably more. So I run a YouTube search for Kyri and I find this gem from 1985 titled Kyrie by Mr. Mister.
The song can definitely contain separate meanings if you make “Kyrie, eleison” “Kyriaelison.”
My Lady, let me see you in my dream today, too My Honey, let me say it over and over again, I’m Lovin’ Then I’ll accept everything and build a rainbow bridge to where you are It’d be nice if we can meet again tonight
If you’re with me, everyday is fun, and also, even I turn into a mess Work, play, and studying, I might as well Enjoy them more than usual (You’re in love) Really? I see, so this is what’s love like? Really!! I honestly love everything about you, you’re better than the idols and models there Your height that’s not tall or short, and your eyes, hands, the scent of your hair And more than anything, I want to be with you; I don’t need anything else in my entire life The sound is Mellow, I’ve got a soft spot for you, and your piercing gaze is just slightly erotic I’m fond of you and you seem to steal my heart away, so I can’t leave you, I won’t leave you, Hold On!
My Lady, let me see you in my dreams today, too My Honey, let me say it to you over and over again, I’m Lovin’ Then I’ll accept everything and build a rainbow bridge to where you are It’d be nice if we can meet again tonight
I love you a lot; really, you’re my type, inside and out This feeling steadily accelerates, stimulating my instincts in love-love mode You give me puppy eyes with an alluring charm just like a female spy I won’t get fooled even if you take advantage of me; no, should I let you fool me? But- Because you’re the apple of my eye, I don’t give a care about such things Because you exist, I exist; just by having you exist, I’m saved If you hold me dear on a night when the moon rises, then my luck will keep going up So let’s dream our own dream, Oh Baby, with you in my hands like a gem
My Lady, let me see you in my dreams today, too My Honey, let me say it to you over and over again, I’m Lovin’ Then I’ll accept everything and build a rainbow bridge to where you are It’d be nice if we can meet again tonight
A good girl for a good guy; a good guy for a good girl; a good girl for a good guy; a good guy for a good girl It looks equal yet it’s not; I want to love you more Even though we’ve only just met yesterday, I already (You wanna see me?) want to see you; that’s that This final love wagon is already in motion, it’s my contemporary Man’yoshu I can say that my one and only lady in the universe is the best; this is one of my “talents”!!
While counting the stars, I visualize you I hope the two of us can meet again in dreams For tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, one year later, and far, far beyond Let’s hold hands tightly
My Lady, let me see you in my dreams today, too My Baby, I want you to say it to me over and over again, I’m Lovin’ Then I’ll accept everything and build a rainbow bridge to where you are It’d be nice if we can meet again tonight
You applied poison to your lips and came into my room, right? With your kiss, my body and mind seem to melt away already The me who I really hate, at age 19 The me who I really hate, at age 19 Even though your heart is so beautiful that it nauseates me Why do you kiss me, when I can’t even do a thing? The days that I really hate, at age 19 The face that I really hate, at age 19 Like a black swallowtail butterfly, I want to fly with proud wings Please don’t say, "It’s pointless," such a life is fine, is fine… If it’s impossible to only remove my soiled soul Then where do I walk to will I be able to call it my future? A suspended dream, at age 19 A suspended lie, at age 19 I want to be a black swallowtail butterfly and be loved by everyone Even if I’m not almost there, just a tiny moment is fine, is fine… The me who I really hate, at age 19 The me who I really hate, at age 19 Like a black swallowtail butterfly, I want to fly with proud wings Please don’t say, "It’s pointless," such a life is fine I want to be a black swallowtail butterfly and be loved by everyone Even if I’m not almost there, just a tiny moment is fine, is fine…