Long, long ago
It has been told
The kindhearted
Blue ogre and
The maiden of a village...
(Their) tale...
I shall-let-you-hear it
(Yes I shall)
At the end of village
An entrance of woods...
Go beyond that then
(Lies) the ogre's house
A lost maiden
Her eyes were blind... and reached (the house)
Without knowing that was the ogre's
When (the ogre) make-voice(=calls)
The maiden smiles
The ogre spends one night merrily
The maiden speaks
About the village
About Man
For the first time the ogre
Learned Man's heart
"I'll come again." and
"Good bye."
"You can't." Although (the ogre) tells her
(The maiden) just smiles
At the entrance of woods
The maiden waits
If (the ogre) make-voice(=calls)
She would turn around and
Next day and the day next and the next...
(She would ask for)
And some-day, she is told
It is a figure of ogre
It is no Man
I see the figure (now)
How scary... how frightening...
One day, to the blue ogre's
House, came men
With shaking, frightened, horrified eyes
Promises not to meet the maiden and
Never to come again... (those promises)
(They) made (the ogre) to promise
Where the village end
The entrance of woods
Here... I shall part
-- For the maiden's sake
The maiden cries though
Pretending unnoticed
Cry bug(=baby) blue ogre
Forbears... forbears (for the maiden)
The maiden of a village...
A white gorgeous-flower
To meet the ogre
She would bring it with her
Endlessly on and
Endlessly on...
A voice that she would hear one day...
Believing that
...there... ...behind you
Can you hear (me)...?